I am the son of man, New York City Son of Sam.
With a gun in hand.
He rapes the women of our land,
Blood and Families does his death depravity,
Keep out of his way, Live to lie another day,
He was taught to kill,
Dogs and Demons gave him will,
Fear and roaming nights,
Some remember hating life,
Nobody wants him, He just stares at the world,
Planning his vengence, That he wields on the world.
Now the time is here. For Son of Sam to spread fear.
Mother holy ghost, wicked son kills the most,
Nobody wants him, They just turn their heads,
Nobody helps him, Lord he has his revenge.
Gunshots full of lead, Fills his victims full of dread.
Running as fast as they can.
Son of Sam killed again ! ! ! ! !
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill...