[Songs And Lyrics By Tatsu Mikami]
Hello from the gutter of " NEW YORK CITY " - a son of sam
Sam, my farther needs some blood
To preserve his youth
I love to hunt, prowling the streets
Looking for your tasty meat
Keep out of my way
Or you will die! Here we go now, yeah!
Hello from the gutter of " NEW YORK CITY " - a son of sam
Demons commanded me
To kill by this 44
I'm on a different wave length
Than everybody else
Keep out of my way
Or you will die!
Kill for my master, sam
In this hole lives wicked king
Breed for my master, sam
I'm a son of a gun
44 caliber killer
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