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. (yeah!)
And when it takes it place and you wanna talk shit,
Then step your ass up, and say it right to my face!!
You’ll get knock the fuck out. (fuck out, fuck out, fuck out)
Cause your mouth’s writing checks that your ass can’t cash! (cash, cash, cash)
Knocked straight the fuck out!! (fuck out, fuck out, fuck out)
Cause your mouth’s writing checks that your ass can’t cash! (cash, cash, cash)
I ain’t believing all this shit you’ve talking about me. (I ain’t believing all this shit you’ve talking about me.)
Don’t even know me and still your talking shit about me. (don’t even know me and still your talking shit about me.)
One of these day, i’m’a 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 ass up, and say it right to my face!!
How pathetic are peoples,
Who purposly rape us with talking
We try to ignore them, ignore them until they keep talking.
They think that they’re good.. cheap liers