this is just where we fight
only the strongest survive
come and say what you wanna say
all the words you say are meaningless to me
'cause you're hiding behind the mask of your conceit
you'll never see a fire in my eyes
'cause you are dead inside
yeah! what a poor little boy you are
yeah! we'll fucking tear you up
damn showtime motherfucker
i'm ready to drop this bomb on this fucking song
if you're 555 then i'm 666
shut your fucking mouth and put your horns in the fucking air
hey hey! you can run but you can't hide
hey hey! can't compare to how we grind
hey hey! if you wish to stay alive?
hey hey! throw your sign up in the sky
yeah! what a poor little boy you are
yeah! we'll fucking tear you up
you gotta live it to take credit and represent it
bitches whining 'cause we're styling as we murder your pride
we got it from the chaos to the fucking core
running this shit since 2k-motherfucking-3
we're talking crystal-fucking-lake