[B.o.B]They say the good die youngI guess I’ll be here foreverStep away from the edgeThe edge is closer than everSkeletons in my closetI’ll never live to regret themSo if you looking for mercyYou came in the wrong directionI came from a different creedBred from a different breedFingers in demolition,this mix is twisted with greedOh, the irony of a bleeding heart while it beats?Cause in the heart of the cityThe blood is shed in the streets[Big Boi]Shed in the streets, my city all chose geek to the beatAnd I’m gonna skip to the little, my darlingNo surrender, never retreatI’m never gonna see the light at the end of the tunnelOnly darkness, it’s just me guarding a heartless partnerBull’s eye targetSo fuck the devil’s carter, today I’m just slitting throatsJust like a table full of spades playersWe taking out the joker ? ers, gotta smokeSeals daddy, big ole bag of blunts?Cause it’s faster and more? I brought, runIt’s double or nothingThey’re firing from the darkThey’re firing from the darkIt’s double or nothingThey’re tryina go to warWell I see that Johnny has it in the cool zone[B.o.B]You think I look like slippingNot a chance, manGot triggers on the clockBitch it’s hammer timeOn the part of the mapwhere anything can happenYou either end up strappingOr end up pushing any lightSo call up every lampsI take a picture that cameras can’tI got ammo for your ? change the channel, yo?Cause if we have to turn up we got everything else[Big Boi]In the cattle ranch with the beef loversWe brothers don’t take no shitLike septic tanks and toilet seat coversMeat lovers but only chicken and sea foodStay feeding on bottom feedersCause they fear, too, I’m hungryMatter of fact I think I’m starving, it’s the armyBut never lonely, army of two, me and my homie bobbyWeaving, it’s the killing seasonWe leave them partly breathingSo bring the extraction team and ghostIt’s double or nothingThey’re firing from the darkThey’re firing from the darkIt’s double or nothingThey’re tryina go to warWell I see that Johnny has it in the cool zone[B.o.B]The heat of the summer,the height of the stormThe belly of the beast,the stomach, the fires are warmThe higher the prices, the higher the warningCouldn’t dodge them bullets if you hired an armyWhenever a soldier dies, a fighter is bornI used to think this type of lifestyle was the bombUntil they wire one on me yenisarkisozu.netI never grabbed a gun until they fire one on meIt’s nothing like surviving a gauntlet[Big Boi]Survival of the fittest and boy, you’re fit to leadI make you bleed your own blood, visit the emergencyWrong, they sent you down straight to the morgueSo you lay down in that bag where you eternally snoreYou see the fat lady done sung that songLike a change gonna come,’cause boy you’re headed to the funeral homeAnd now the only way you’re coming backIs if you reset the game, consoled and that’s whackIt’s double or nothingThey’re firing from the darkThey’re firing from the darkIt’s double or nothingThey’re tryina go to warWell I see that Johnny has it in the cool zone*Música oficial do jogo Army of TWO? The Devil’s Cartel