Why is everybody always picking on me?
Does anybody really know a thing about me?
One of these days we ll be in the same place
In the same place punk, at the very same time
And when it takes place
And you wanna talk shit
Then step your ass up, and say it right to my face
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 been talking bout me
Don t even know me, and still you re talking shit about me
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
Then step your ass up, and say it right to my face
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
Shhhh
So where you at?
Where you been?
I m sure of the shit I you was in
Cause this world
Is really small
Can we all get along?
Can we all get along?
And where you at?
Where you been?
I m sure of the shit I you was in
Cause this world
Is really small
Can we all get along?
Can we all get along?
I m upset at the people
Who verbally rape us
We re talking
We try to ignore them
Ignore them until they keep talking
They think that they re building an empire
Without us
We ve got the torch now
We ve got the fire to burn this mutherfucker down
Town, town
Burn this mutherfucker down
Town, town
Burn this mutherfucker now
Down, down
Burn this mutherfucker now
Down, down
Burn this mutherfucker
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
Mutherfucker!
Just shut your fucken mouth!
Bring it on Lethal
Come on

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