Locked & Loaded
You run around your little town preaching and hiding from facing me
I'm gonna roll in and take away all your credibility for all to see
I can see right through you, worthless man
You seem to underestimate who I am
Cause I'll break your face like
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand, how you like it?
Don't cry to me for sympathy here
And all your whining, it fucking tires me
You don't know me, so get up off your knees
And start saluting me for your publicity
I can see right through you, worthless man
You seem to underestimate who I am
Cause I'll break your face like
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand, how you like it?
All you do is talk shit like a bitch, never backing it
Hiding behind walls like maggot
I wish you'd step up in my face
Don't run away whenever you see me in your space
Hah, you're dead, hah, dead
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand, how you like it?
I'm gonna roll in and take away all your credibility for all to see
I can see right through you, worthless man
You seem to underestimate who I am
Cause I'll break your face like
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand, how you like it?
Don't cry to me for sympathy here
And all your whining, it fucking tires me
You don't know me, so get up off your knees
And start saluting me for your publicity
I can see right through you, worthless man
You seem to underestimate who I am
Cause I'll break your face like
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand, how you like it?
All you do is talk shit like a bitch, never backing it
Hiding behind walls like maggot
I wish you'd step up in my face
Don't run away whenever you see me in your space
Hah, you're dead, hah, dead
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect
Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand, how you like it?
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Paul Rombola, Salvatore P. Erna, Robert S. Merrill, James Shannon Larkin
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