Songtexte:
Verse Punk Everything You Were

so many go, I've watched so many change Falling victim of a trend and going back on everything Everything that you were Now you just pretend, that you

t you stand up first? Tell 'em your story [Verse One: Tre Little] Yeah, I made my own bed, yeah that's what the judge said Called me a young punk like

with it Short Dog ain't changing, so forget it You can sell out if you want to, homie But I'm a stay short but funky Don't stop, just call it verse

my blood) Cash and crowns (I'm everything you think you know) I am everything you ever were afraid of (a nightmare, there we go right there) I am everything you ever were

goin' to Romans - just so you'll read verse 3:10 Religious Pharisees - They'll tell you - They're very good That's easier said than done Psalm verse

you make the call Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool But know

steak is gone, you will eat the beans. And when you're out of beans, you'll chew the shoes off their feet, But you eat. Just picture me a?? a sweet young

fore you miss this sporty shit whips your man senseless Them obese hits, with thick wrists, so spin them ten bits and come up, like these sucker punks

worldwide what?? Everythings gonna be alright now Everythings gonna be alright Get down stay up all night now Let's do this one more time Everything