Don't know shit about hard times
Don't front like you do
Cause now you crossed the line
With your bullshit attitude
When will you realize
You could never be that tough?
It's what's inside, and you're fucking empty
Don't come around here trying
To be something you're not
Don't come around acting
Like something you could never be
I've seen your kind before
This is nothing new
Only out to impress, so listen up:
I'm talking to you
You fucking coward
You don't run shit but your fucking mouth
And I think it's about time
Someone called you out
You fucking bastard
I hope you burn in hell
And you can take your fake-ass friends with you as well
You crossed the line
And I'm calling you out
You crossed the line
And I'm calling you out
Calling you out
Second time around
Still the same old shit
Second time around
Still the same old shit
Get the fuck out the game
