And so forth

So forth and so on, so forth and so on, so forth and so on, so forth and so on, and so forth

Killing them no remorse, locked in on thee course, won't stop 'til he's corpse,

Cross the line I deport, put you on a detour,

To a shop of horrors, say hello to Seymour,

Blood is all he breathes for, me I need the weed more,

Before we leave we need four, that's when I seek peace more,

I mean who really needs war, I prefer to record,

Meet me at the b-boards, on top with Tops and reefer,

Fog up the decor, rock out the resort, check out way before,

Staff comes to key doors, get the money pre-tour, then get more on thee floor,

Big stage big reward, get it