Текст песни
Don't accuse me of shit I didn't do
Motherfucker you ain't got nothing on me, fuck you
Get your story straight
I'm gonna cut them up, chop them up, slice them up, dice them up into little tiny pieces
Worm bait
Logic goes in, maggots come out
Nonsense goes in, reality comes out
Vulgar music with a purpose, giving service to the industry
Uniquely developing differently because they've always stayed consistent with that activity consistently
The way things are moving
Making me tired and full of vengeance
They just want to tell them that they have the death sentence
I got accusations of things I did not do
They cut corners when they flipped my truck
Now all these motherfuckers want to tell me that there's nothing they can do and I'm just stuck
So I talked to their bosses and got my issues worked out
It was all a trial and they failed miserably
Miserable incompetent fuckers, figure your shit out
You shouldn't be working if you don't know what your job is about
Don't accuse me of shit I didn't do. Motherfucker, you ain't got nothing on me. Fuck you
Get your story straight
I'm gonna cut them up, chop them up, slice them up, dice them up into little tiny pieces
Worm bait
I'm so sick of people telling me that I'm a failure
Motherfucker you don't know me, I'm better than you ever thought I would be
When you downgrade somebody else to feel good about yourself
It means you feel lower than them because you're hurting from within
No time for things in the past. It's time for me to outlast
Go ahead and step on, you just ain't me
Direct and honest, totally me
If you don't like it, I don't give a fuck
Don't accuse me of shit I didn't do. Motherfucker you ain't got nothing on me. Fuck you
Get your story straight
I'm gonna cut them up, chop them up, slice them up, dice them up into little tiny pieces
Worm bait