1.Today I have got a gunAnd Now I’m dressed just like a nunThanks for letting me fufill a dreamWatching you beg is such a scream(you know I’ve) always wanted to use my crossbowTo kill a john like you driving by real slowCHORUScuz I’m (she’s)just (Miss)45I’m (she’s)just (Miss)Miss 45×22.Dirty secrets to show wifey(when I) drag yr corpse back to shaughnessyWith Blood stains on upholsteryThat jag ain’t worth shit now seeCHORUSAFTERCHORUSWhat will you do?Yr far too slowWa wa wa wa wa wahI’ll follow you / follow youfollow you/ HUNT you/ wherever you go3.Corner youcuz what’s fair is fairCall it payback, re-venge what-ev-arReady now to take a life in my handsCuz the po prefer watchin from the standsOUTROYour honour; in my defenceYou sound oh so diff-er-entWhen yr not in my hoodcruisin a trickDrooling while rubbing yr thimble sized prick – But:Confronting you brings me a smileDon’t remember me? Ah, so now yr senileI’m suppose to care bout yr esteemed reputation When yr leisure time is spent on so-lic-it-ationNow if the court would let me turn the tableWith exhibit A « my 45 » I am ableTo eliminate the scum from the earth’s faceAnd now yr honour I REST MY CASE