Lyrics:
Payable On Death P O D Snuff The Punk

, hate the sin dude Where got a plan understand, Here's what we gonna do Snuff Da Punk, Snuff the Punk, Snuff 'em, Snuff 'em Snuff the Punk, Snuff the Punk 2x P.O.D

that's it -- Yeah The hitman's on the mic getting lyrically sick My boys with the tools to groove to make you want to move The P.O.D. is rock'n and

your pass so that He can start to mold ya Full fledged, dedicated, hardcore, christian soldier Spiritual war, it's a spiritual bout and we're the first ones in P.O.D

chorus Can you feel it 4x P.O.D. (chant 4x) What's the problem son, you said you wanted some But when I started rockin P.O.D. got the job done My

in my way So bring it on It's the P.O.D. on the mic rockin the set In case you didn't know Payable on Death Makin suckers drop, kick n' non-stop

s on for the funky drummer: Keep the rythems rollin' In your face, I got the bass, without a trace He's going, he's gone and I'm on the microphone

: Brothers and Sisters We're gonna draw the line to forget about the problems abroad But, in the end, we all have problems of our own Gangs, Crack

Him your pass so that He can start to mold ya Full fledged, dedicated, hardcore, christian soldier Spiritual war, it's a spiritual bout and we're the first ones in P.O.D

s on for the funky drummer: Keep the rythems rollin' In your face, I got the bass, without a trace He's going, he's gone and I'm on the microphone