Fuck y'all who thought we were taking a fall you made the call, but we didn't drop the ball. Took drastic measures time to get the look of the trade, sick of the cry baby serenade. What you say? Come out and pla'ay
You suckers sold us out 'cause your soul's were for sale.
We walk the walk and talk the talk,
it's not our fault that your ass fell off...
Originality get off the dick and all you jealous bands keep talking shit.
Back stabbers, ain't no friend of mine.