No good, no good, no good, no good
No good, no good, no good
Doing what they said we never could
Cause they been singing the same song for so long
Almost had us thinking that it’s true
We’ve been primed to come back
So tell them that the their time is almost through
And they’ve been signed from Rugrats or nut sacks
Bitting on the mic and chipping every baby tooth
Bottle mouth bastards only getting formula
Coddled by cancers buying what they ordering
Columbine caspers blame how they reporting it
Sadomite sadate whooping ass and taking names
Get down like they’re spraying
Stars all around they glow like they’re saiyin
So far underground they almost Chilean
On a busy street throwing rocks
Really really is just the simple things
Keeping many women and men living on the street
Balanced on the triple beam
Right where the best die for they get to fight
Guess I got to be the best I
Snatch defeat from the jaws of death why
Buying some more time shopping for Rolex
Your spirit been broke yet
You sick of the smoke yet