My words are ammunition
Silver bullet to the heart
And the phrases that I'm saying
Rip through you like a dart
My words are ammunition
Silver bullet to the brain
The emotions of my logic
Only driving you insane
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Got my own kind of war zone
Got my own kind of battlefield
Own kind of war zone
Got my own kind of battlefield
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
My words are pointed arrows
And their graceful from the start
The straight and streaming dances
Are just like a piece of art
My words are pounded metal
And they'll slice right through your skin
The weapon stealth and cunning
As it finds its way back in
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Got my own kind of war zone
Got my own kind of battlefield
Own kind of war zone
Got my own kind of battlefield
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Got my own kind of war zone
Got my own kind of battlefield
Own kind of war zone
Got my own kind of battlefield