No matter who's first let's start the show
There are no rules, go for what you know
No matter matter matter matter
No matter who', first, let's start
No matter who's first, let's start the show
These ain't no gym clothes
This ain’t no foolin’ around
This is Nerf saw turf war
Hurry cause it might rain
Rebel child soldiers strikin’ matches
Six million flammable liquids mixed
In a gallon jug drop a match and run
Blast that castle to a cloud of dust
She say ‘Y’all are some damn fools
Don’tchu know to do that type of
Dirt down at the sand dunes?’
Disrespectful vandals, prepubescent packrats
One plus two equals a crew
Couple more’s a whole clan
(Uh huh, we got us a badass)
Nah, I sized him up like toe to toe
Told him old man don’t you know?
Half us little bastards learned to
Tree forts gets surrounded by more boundaries
We don’t fear the older kids
We throwin’ stones and hold our own
They tried to pull a pellet gun
By the swings in the park
We called they motherfuckin’ bluff
Came back with slingshots
And told em ‘kick rocks’ or leave
Found a body in the woods
(Jesus, where’d you get this?)
At the sand dunes, ya know?
Matter matter matter matter
Matter who's first, let's start the show
No matter who's first, let's start the show
No matter who's first (at the sand dunes)
No matter matter matter matter
Matter who's first, let's start the show
There are no rules, go for what you know
Come to the sand dunes fool
These geniuses are intravenously hooked
Up to Boone's Farm (you might lose an arm)
You don’t wanna mess with
Generation bottom shelf we hard as hell
I got a stick with a nail
(yeah, I’m off my rocker)
They fit like a fingerless glove, love
The latchkey kids developed
So we take it to outside when
And no, we do not make house calls unless
Pre-caller ID steez, stealing foul balls
Collecting can tabs to make a necklace
For passionate ten seconds with a young
Lass who’s hip to the fashion
Slick with stash of pornographic
Hollowed out tree trunks scattered
(In the backwoods) with the windows smashed
In 'cause it’s been abandoned
Now ‘all your base belong to
If I’m not the last man standing
If I’m not the king of the hill
Might switch the game with little shame and
Put this stick in your grill
And if you snitch I might pitch
These foul balls to your sis
It’s all fair in puppy love and rock
Wars where the fuck we live
No matter who's first, let's start the show
At the sand dunes, ya know?
No matter matter matter matter matter
(yeah yeah, you know it) who’s first
There are no rules, go for what you know
(at the sand dunes, ya know?)
No matter matter matter matter who’s first
Let’s start the show there are no rules
(yeah yeah, you know it) go for what you know