[SONGS & LYRICS BY TATSU MIKAMI]

HELLO FROM THE GUTTER OF NEW YORK CITY - A SON
OF SAM

SAM ,MY FARTHER NEEDS SOME BLOOD

TO PRESERVE HIS YOUTH

I LOVE TO HUNT, PROWLING THE STREETS

LOOKING FOR YOUR TASTY MEAT

KEEP OUT OF MY WAY

OR YOU WILL DIE ! HERE WE GO NOW, YEAH !

HELLO FROM THE GUTTER OF NEW YORK CITY - A SON
OF SAM

DEMONS COMMANDED ME

TO KILL BY THIS 44

I'M ON A DIFFERENT WAVE LENGTH

THAN EVERYBODY ELSE

KEEP OUT OF MY WAY

OR YOU WILL DIE !

KILL FOR MY MASTER SAM

IN THIS HOLE LIVES WICKED KING

BREED FOR MY MASTER SAM

I'M A SON OF A GUN

44 CALIBER KILLER