[Verse 1]

I'm in bad company, my guys are here to wreck shit

You're gonna get caught by this five finger death grip

Arrive, give a fright to your tribe then we exit

Give us a bell when you thinking 'bout planning your next trip

Simple petty crimes never quite scratch my itch

Flex my index, I'll have you crushed like a bag of crisps

Leave you in the dust like I burned rubber, yes

And unless you're a pot of ash, you won't earn my respect

And that's nothing to sniff at, Keith Richards

If we come into contact then keep distance

If you end up in my grasp that's the toughest of luck

Cause when the last digits down then your number is up

If Stain is the dude that the public members'll stan

Then I see opportunity to have our levels advance

Overhauls got several plans and he thinks that we're a big threat

I'm here to lend a hand, but I want it back with interest

[Chorus]

Yeah, no heroes anymore, no

Take their pride away and we decay them all

Coming up from the gutter and we run them out

See the bones as they crumble to ashes

Yeah, slow, painful, destructive hands

Break down their resolve in my clutches damn

Yeah, see the grey dust sprinkle

We're burning the Symbol, reduce him to ashes

[Verse 2]

Shatter the fake visage

Your plastered and lame image

I grab 'um and play, cribbage

Attack and I break spirits

I snap 'um it takes minutes

I'm Yakuza's main critic

You're mad I decay bridges

My dad taught me hate's limits

My Nomu got you suffering a helm blow

Tell that teacher he needs cocoa butter for his elbow

Eraserhead but I could actually erase your head

Take our mission to the pro division and then raze the head

The peak of peace is needed so they say but Visa Vi he's only saves

The people he deems need retrieving, sending us to lowly graves

I'll demonstrate how to make the world into a better place

Separate your squad, use Kurogiri for the get away

Leather face, got the rough skin with the mask fit

Bane of your existence if resistance is your tactics

It's a wrap kid, this is Dabi to a matchstick

Your last ditch efforts are in vein when the pack hits

[Chorus]

Yeah, no heroes anymore, no

Take their pride away and we decay them all

Coming up from the gutter and we run them out

See the bones as they crumble to ashes

Yeah, slow, painful, destructive hands

Break down their resolve in my clutches damn

Yeah, see the grey dust sprinkle

We're burning the Symbol, reduce him to ashes