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?) But one of these days we'll be in the same place In the same place punk, at the very same time yeah, But when it takes place and you wanna talk shit Then step your ass up and say right to my face
You'll get knocked the fuck out 'Cause your mouth's writing checks That your ass can't cash Knocked straight the fuck out 'Cause your mouth's writing checks That your ass can't cash
I ain't believing all the shit you've been talkin' about me (I ain't believing all the shit you've been talkin' about me) Don't even know me and still your talkin' shit about me (Don't even know me and still your talkin' shit about me) But one of these days I'm gonna catch you in the act In the act, red-handed caught up in the act, punk And that'll be the day the one and only day You can step your ass up and say right to my face
You'll get knocked the fuck out 'Cause your mouth wrote a check That your ass can't cash Knocked straight the fuck out 'Cause your mouth wrote a check that Your ass can't cash you bet your ass can't cash
Where you at? Where you've been? I'm sure I'll be seeing you again 'Cause this world's really small Can't we all get along?
Where you at? Where you've been? I'm sure, I'll be seeing you again 'Cause this world is really small Can't we all get along?
How pathetic are people who verbally rape us with talking? We try to ignore them Ignore them until they keep talking They think that they're building an empire Without us But we've got the torch now We've got the fire to burn this motherfucker down down Down down burn this motherfucker Down down down down Burn this mother-fucker down down down Burn this mother-fucker down down down Burn this mother-fucker
You'll get knocked the fuck out 'Cause your mouth wrote a check That your ass can't cash Knocked straight the fuck out 'Cause your mouth wrote a check that Your ass can't cash you bet your ass can't cash, Motherfucker! Just shut your fuckin' mouth! (bring it on, Lethal)
Come on!
Compositores: Leor Dimant (D J Lethal), William Frederick Durst (Durst Fred), Samuel Robert Rivers, Wesley Louden Borland, John Everett Otto ECAD: Obra #3633624 Fonograma #1962023