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Why is everybody always pickin' on me?
(Why is everybody always pickin' on me?)
Does anybody really know a thing about me?
(Does anybody really know a thing about me?)
One of these days we'll be in the same place
And the same place punk at the very same time
(Yea)
And when it takes it place and you wanna talk shit
Then step your a*s up and say it right to my face

You'll get knock the f**k out
'Cause your mouth's writin' checks that your a*s can't cash
Knocked straight the f**k out
'Cause your mouth's writin' checks that your a*s can't cash

I ain't believin' all this shit you've been talkin' about me
(I ain't believin' all this shit you've been talkin' about me)
Don't even know me and still you're talkin' shit about me
(Don't even know me and still you're talkin' shit about me)
One of these day, I'mma catch you in the act
(In the act)
Red-handed, caught up in the act
(Punk)
Now that'll be the day, the one and only day
So step your a*s up and say it right to my face

You'll get knock the f**k out
'Cause your mouth's writin' checks that your a*s can't cash
Knocked straight the f**k out
'Cause your mouth's writin' checks that your a*s can't cash

Yea

So where you at?
(Where you at?)
Where you've been?
(Where you've been?)
Sure, in, I was in
(I was in, you again)
'Cause this world's
('Cause this world's)
Is really small, can we all get along
(Get along)
(Can we all get along)

So where you at?
(Where you at?)
Where you've been?
(Where you've been?)
Sure, in, I was in
(I was in, you again)
'Cause this world's
('Cause this world's)
Is really small, can we all get along
(Get along)
(Can we all get along)

How pathetic are people
Who verbally rape us with talkin'
We try to ignore them
Ignore them until they keep stalkin'
They think that they're buildin' an empire
Without us, we've got the torch now

We got the fire to burn this mother f**ker down, down, down
(Turn the table)
Burn this mother f**ker down, down, down
(Turn the table)
Burn this mother f**ker down, down, down
(Turn the table)
Burn this mother f**ker down, down
(Turn the table)
Burn this mother f**ker

You'll get knocked the f**k out
'Cause your mouth's writin' checks that your a*s can't cash
Knocked straight the f**k out
'Cause your mouth's writin' checks that your a*s can't cash
You bet your a*s can't cash

Mother f**ker
Just shut your f**kin' mouth
Bring it on lethal
C'mon



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