Sad Cunt

Yes I'm back, yes I'm back, got the woofers in the back People screaming all my tracks when I play them They be like oh no, not this cunt again When you walk through, somebody said to me don't mind you Cause everybody hates him Yes I'm back, for another round then You ran away, fucking sound then You're a fucking clown pal, don't tell me what to do It will be a scary night with blood on the street When I'm done with you, f*ck you too Ginger prick, shoulda never started You call me special but it's evident That you're the one who's retarded, oh you're hardy, hardly Come after me yourself then And don't call your little boyfriends Yes you know people, but half the town hate ya Yes I know people, and they'll fucking bate ya This little man think he's hard cause he lifted up some weights Come down and see me and you'll see your true fate True story, man your insults bore me Getting mad over a fucking joke Insecurely speaking you would hit the top 1 percent I'm from the burbs but my attitude make it seems like I'm from the fucking trench