I'm not fucking around I think I'm coming out All the deciever and cheaters I've we've got a bleeder right now you to slap me around Want you to knock me out Well, you missed me kissed me Now you better kick me down
Maybe you're the runner up the first one to lose the race Almost only really counts in Horsehoes and hand grenades
I'm gonna burn it down I'm gonna rip it out Well, everything that you employ Was meant for to destory To the ground now So don't you fuck me around Because I'll shoot down I'm gonna drink, fight and fuck And pushing my luck the time now
Maybe you're the runner up But the first one to lose the race only really counts in Horsehoes and hand grenades
Demolition, self-destruction What to annihilate age-old contradiction Demolition, self-destruction What to annihilate The old age
I'm not fucking around I think coming out All the deceivers and cheaters I've think we've got a bleeder right now I'm not fucking around G-L-O-R-I-A