Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldn't be me, No not me Uh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow (Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayin' something and you think they talking) (Bout you, you not quite sho' you know what I'm saying but

Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but Don't wanna think about you right now Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad And I'd show up at your house I was screaming at your door Saying "what the fuck is wrong with you?" I thought

You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today, And no, I don't give a Fuck what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock This whole place anyway. Mother fucking time to ride,