| Vigilante, I find comfort in gunfire
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| Known for making bullets rain like in Empire
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| Frank Castle, The Punisher, I’m gunning for your head
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| I’ll pump you full of lead
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| I’ll leave you fuckers dead
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| Automatic weps, post-traumatic stress
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| Family had a tragic death
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| Domino effect made me a homicidal threat
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| I mean a promise
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| Ex-marine, I’m being honest
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| I don’t beat 'em unconscious
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| I’m on my haunches using rocket launchers
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| To say I’m a killer is being modest
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| I demolish 'em all and to maul them is my calling
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| I’m hauling bodies off in coffins, often
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| I slop on your noggin'
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| Then I’m off and runnin', I mean off and gunnin'
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| I’m cunnin', I’m praying for a run-in with Nicky Cavella
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| The most insidious fella, the city’s gritty
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| I communicate with Chip and leave room for extra clips
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| To get goons an extra ditch
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| 'Cause I’m comin'
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| He’s known for using lethal force
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| He a problem, you know you got a problem
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| He a problem, you know you got a problem
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| He a problem, you know you got a problem
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| Black army gear, yeah, White Skull
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| Y’all don’t even know the types of guns that I be storin'
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| In a basement with a swingin' lightbulb
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| Military trained, I got a killer steady aim
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| You actin' crazy, but to me it’s quite dull
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| Don’t forget this is fiction, not real, but a depiction, look
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| I turn myself into jail to murder you in your cell
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| Up is down, black is white
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| That’s another tale
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| Listen, my mission has been demolition with ammunition
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| I got a vision of vengeance
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| I got a penchant for random lies
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| No repentance
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| I step aside of the entrance
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| I memorize all the exits
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| And rip the tendons from tenants
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| Of your tenement
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| I slaughter sleeves with a sinister sentiment
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| SIG SAUER
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| Gun shower power
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| Put an end to petty crime
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| I put a slug in many spines
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| I got an arsenal of guns
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| My .45 that’ll punch blood and breath from your lungs
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| What a mess you’ve become
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| I speak with the heater
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| The bastard son of Gerry Conway and John Romita
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| I’m The Punisher
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| He a problem, you know you got a problem
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| He a problem, you know you got a problem
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| He a problem, you know you got a problem |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Problem with Frank , by - CZARFACE. Song from the album The Odd Czar Against Us, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп