Why is everybody always pickin’ on me?
does anybody really know a thing about me?
but one of these days we’ll be in the same place
in the same place punk, at the very same time yeah,
but when it takes place
and you wanna talk shit
then step your ass up and say right to my face

Chorus:
You’ll get knocked the fuck out
‘cause your mouth’s writing checks that your ass can’t cash
knocked straight the fuck out
‘cause your mouth’s writing checks that your ass can’t cash

I ain’t believing all the shit you’ve been talkin’ about me
don’t even know me
and still your talkin’ shit about me
but one of these days
I’m gonna catch you in the act in the act,
red-handed caught up in the act, punk
and that’ll be the day
the one and only day
to step your ass up and say right to my face

Repeat Chours

So where you at?
where you been?
I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again
‘cause this world is really small
can’t we all get along?

Where you at?
where you been?
I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again
‘cause this world’s really small
can’t we all get along?

How pathetic are people who verbally rape us with talking?
we try to ignore them ignore them
until they keep talking
they think that they’re building an empire without us
but we’ve got the torch now
we’ve got the fire to burn this motherfucker
down down down down
burn this motherfucker
down down down down
burn this mother-fucker down (repeat)

Repeat Chorus

you bet your ass can’t cash, motherfucker!
just shut your fuckin’ mouth!
(bring it on, lethal)
come on!

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