Death Merchants

[Intro]
The Cabal is watching. Bukshot the Butcher. Mr. Grey the Executioner. And Lo Key the Necromancer. Enter the Death Merchants

[Verse 1: Bukshot]
The bite's venomous, lethal my sentiments
Wicked are the Hellions, evacuate the premises
Cabal is coming for ya, psycho minded sort of
You don't want these dark destroyers hunting you like Nemesis
Enter demon seeds plant water rinse repeat
Inject 'em with this horror don't comprehend defeat
Every time I fall get back on my feet
Never leave the job till the shift’s complete
Death Merchants we servin' pure evil they hurtin'
We lurkin' they searchin' for escape no certains
Got a grudge got myself a hunch
When I catch 'em make 'em bleed and it won't take much

[Pre-Chorus: Mr. Grey]
We are the merchants of death time to confess
Come out and play! (Death Merchants!)
Come get our parts we build the ark
It's time to play! (Death Merchants!)

[Chorus: Mr. Grey]
We got something to sell
We got something to sell
We got something to sell
Death Merchants!
We got something to sell
We got something to sell
We got something to sell
Death Merchants!

[Verse 2: Mr. Grey]
From the underworld Cabal rise up
Titans come forth this is the prime cut
Peddle the insane, pushin’ my mind dust
Sandblast, sand gust, everywhere corrupt
Take a peek at my wares, inventory stands up
I got them kicks and snares, calamity skullfuck
Choose the antihero choose your favorite name
Choose your own adventure choose your own fate
The Death Merchant venture distribute pounds of pain
Back from the afterlife we are the winds of change
Ancient ones reborn feasting on your shame
Summon death séance come and play the game

[Pre-Chorus: Mr. Grey]
We are the merchants of death time to confess
Come out and play! (Death Merchants!)
Come get our parts we build the ark
It's time to play! (Death Merchants!)

[Chorus: Mr. Grey]
We got something to sell
We got something to sell
We got something to sell
Death Merchants!
We got something to sell
We got something to sell
We got something to sell
Death Merchants!

[Verse 3: Lo Key]
Stand clear bitch the merchants of death are appearing
This is the check clearin' listen hearin' the flesh searin'
These muthafuckas said they wanted the wicked shit
Until the pyramid flips ignitin' heightened viciousness, ah
Lo Key when I breathe this through the entities
And trust me when I say makin' you bleed is a necessity
From ancient weaponry that's handed down over the centuries
There's something simple as a fuckin’ shank inside my enemies
Intestines so you best just stay away from me
I am just the son of my father and I'm the sum of all this devilry
I'm blessed to be here too with all the chaos that was left in me
My legacy of bloodshed interceptin' your destiny
Ya!

[Pre-Chorus: Mr. Grey]
We are the merchants of death time to confess
Come out and play! (Death Merchants!)
Come get our parts we build the ark
It's time to play! (Death Merchants!)

[Chorus: Mr. Grey]
We got something to sell
We got something to sell
We got something to sell
Death Merchants!
We got something to sell
We got something to sell
We got something to sell
Death Merchants!