Letras
You're loathing on our way
B-b-b-big tough you
Don't you have a work to do
Messing with young bloods
Just because we're better than you
Flew of the handle
You're a fragile floss
All grown ups
Except that brain of yours
Hard to face the fact
You've been left behind
Words by words
Has been inside our minds
Got so mad, you're so bad
Face the fact
Your words didn't even left a single scratch
No matter what you say
We'll do whatever we want
What you gonna do
Nothing ever stop us, fool!
Big tough guy
Don't you have a work to do
Messing with young bloods
Just because we're better than you
Flew of the handle
You're a fragile floss
Grow up just to be a deadloss
You're about to witness
Some big bad bully of the hardcore scene