Prints - cocky little bastards

cocky little bastards you coming up here acting all hard ill leave em permanently scard hard heavy with the bars i got the world like its my oyster i hold all the cards you keep on hating you wont get far i swear i find it funny when likkle mans try to par small minded haters shall not pass fear no evil hear no evil im rocking with the gods i lack trust so i go with my gut they say trust me i try not to laugh trust no one they got deceiving hearts ill rip it up and tear it apart life aint a race i got time life is strange but im stranger bmt i dont take no behaviour ill put you in the trash yard