Punk
I think it's funny the way you fool yourself
On a podium built of shit
Every lie a nail in the coffin
That I ensured was closed casket
Yeah
I aint got time for a boohoo bitch
Time is money mine is not cheap
More than I could say for you
Not much to speak of anyway
I spent my days building
You spent yours talking
Right out of your unwiped ass
You troll looking fuck
Keep talking that talk
I'll keep on walking my walk
Stay paranoid in the streets hoe
Click click mother fuck should have stayed home
Fuck you and all of your friends
Dick riding leech
I honestly think you need help
Psychotic
Maybe fix your fucking self
Before you try to fix everything you see before your eyes
In the end we both know the truth
No matter how much you try to kid yourself
You'll always be my bitch
Always knew you'd be a pain in my ass
Shoulda taken you out years in the past
At last the chance arrives
To cut this out of my life
Punk you're gonna get it
Push my blade in now there is no going back
Red starts to spill out along with gasping breath
Never knew words could mean this much in real life
You wish it was a dream but now you're flatlined
You're nothing but a punk
On a podium built of shit
Every lie a nail in the coffin
That I ensured was closed casket
Yeah
I aint got time for a boohoo bitch
Time is money mine is not cheap
More than I could say for you
Not much to speak of anyway
I spent my days building
You spent yours talking
Right out of your unwiped ass
You troll looking fuck
Keep talking that talk
I'll keep on walking my walk
Stay paranoid in the streets hoe
Click click mother fuck should have stayed home
Fuck you and all of your friends
Dick riding leech
I honestly think you need help
Psychotic
Maybe fix your fucking self
Before you try to fix everything you see before your eyes
In the end we both know the truth
No matter how much you try to kid yourself
You'll always be my bitch
Always knew you'd be a pain in my ass
Shoulda taken you out years in the past
At last the chance arrives
To cut this out of my life
Punk you're gonna get it
Push my blade in now there is no going back
Red starts to spill out along with gasping breath
Never knew words could mean this much in real life
You wish it was a dream but now you're flatlined
You're nothing but a punk
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Writer(s): Antonio Jandro
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