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The Problem With Frank

 

The Problem With Frank

(album: The Odd Czar Against Us - 2019)


Vigilante, I find comfort in gunfire
Known for making bullets rain like in Empire
Frank Castle, The Punisher, I'm gunning for your head
I'll pump you full of lead
I'll leave you fuckers dead
Automatic weps, post-traumatic stress
Family had a tragic death
Domino effect made me a homicidal threat
I mean a promise
Ex-marine, I'm being honest
I don't beat 'em unconscious
I'm on my haunches using rocket launchers
To say I'm a killer is being modest
I demolish 'em all and to maul them is my calling
I'm hauling bodies off in coffins, often
I slop on your nogging
Then I'm off and running, I mean off and gunning
I'm cunning, I'm praying for a run-in with Nicky Cavella
The most insidious fella, the city's gritty
I communicate with Chip and leave room for extra clips
To get goons an extra ditch
'Cause I'm coming
He's known for using lethal force

He a problem, you know you got a problem
He a problem, you know you got a problem
He a problem, you know you got a problem

Black army gear, yeah, White Skull
Y'all don't even know the types of guns that I be storing
In a basement with a swinging lightbulb
Military trained, I got a killer steady aim
You acting crazy, but to me it's quite dull
Don't forget this is fiction, not real, but a depiction, look
I turn myself into jail to murder you in your cell
Up is down, black is white
That's another tale
Listen, my mission has been demolition with ammunition
I got a vision of vengeance
I got a penchant for random lies
No repentance
I step aside of the entrance
I memorize all the exits
And rip the tendons from tenants
Of your tenement
I slaughter sleeves with a sinister sentiment
SIG SAUER
Gun shower power
Put an end to petty crime
I put a slug in many spines
I got an arsenal of guns
My .45 that'll punch blood and breath from your lungs
What a mess you've become
I speak with the heater
The bastard son of Gerry Conway and John Romita
I'm The Punisher

He a problem, you know you got a problem
He a problem, you know you got a problem
He a problem, you know you got a problem

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