Syndicate

I got diamonds on my neck So I ain't really tripping 'bout a street rat like yourself You walked through the door at the stroke of midnight You were really up to no good So tell me what I want And give me what I need And I'll make sure you go free 'Cause it's real tight shit in the Syndicate When you sell your soul to the Syndicate We've been falling on hard times, can't you see? With the flick of this trigger, it's history Brushin' my tail from side to side Sweepin' the shells in red Look at me when I'm talking to you Oh baby, I can feel your heartbeat How's a lady like me getting caught in the fray? Just sit still for me, darling So there I was, shot 'em dead in the vault I knew what had to be done They've been having us by a string They cut us off and never look back So we make them bleed Bleed Bleed Bleed So we make them bleed Bleed Bleed Bleed (Sing a song about life!) So we make them bleed Bleed Bleed Bleed So we make them bleed Bleed Bleed Bleed So we make them bleed