Ambushed at your home,    Pulling at the limbs you value most.   Like it or not; I’m the brains of this operation;    Taking terror to the next level, to the next level.    Keep pressing on, bitch with a gun on the bed.    Hello sunshine, I’m back for more    With the old fashion axe in the wall routine    Because I’m capable of rape    And I’m capable of mass destruction.    I don’t think we can take this anymore    And at the rate we are going things just wont work out.    That old shmuck had pressed his luck.    That old shmuck had pressed his luck.    Pressed his luck.    Pressed his luck.    Pressed his luck!