I said here it comes
Here it come
I'm push 'n' pullin', back and forth and gain no ground
A-knockin' down 'n' pound, pound, pound! Huh
A-kickin', screamin', whack, duct-taped to make no sound
A-sittin still to take the pow
Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot
Bring it
Longer you live, you get what you give
What you're reaping
First out alive is the one to survive
You are creeping
Cold, hard fact: gonna get ya in the back, yeah
Cold, hard fact: gonna put it in ya back, yeah
A-spittin' blood and teeth and guts out on ya shoes
A-kiss my ass 'n' born to lose, huh
Like Mister Blond, tap dancin' Dali on P.D.
All tied up in misery... pow
Passing the buck as you run outta luck
You are weeping
Crossing the line, as you run out of time
Are you creeping?
Cold, hard fact: gonna put it in ya back, yeah
Cold, hard fact: gonna stick it in ya back, yeah
Cold, hard fact: gonna put it in ya back, yeah
Said yeah, jerk, gonna put it in ya, put it in ya
Cold, hard fact: gonna get ya in the back, yeah
Cold, hard fact: gonna put it in ya back, yeah
Cold, hard fact: gonna slip it in ya back, yeah
Said yeah, jerk, gonna put it in ya, put it in ya
Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot
