ARISTOCAT STOMP

Pathetic bugs everywhere I look I stomp 'em out with no remorse I feel the pull from a crimson flame Resonating from an evil source Chest dripping with beads of sweat You can scram til you lose your voice But I'm done playing fucking games It seems like you've made your choice I should've known you weren't who you said you were By the way that you pulled my strings You played the wrong motherfucker So don't be surprised When I swing Cuz when I swing A fatal blow I'll put an end To everything you know And there's no way out No way out I should snap your fucking neck You better watch how you're talking to me Signs of disrespect I don't tolerate it in the least