Used to look for it but now we're sittin' back

Waitin' for a slip up so we can attack

Nothin' gets past, no one gets through

Words that you spit will fall back onto you

If you got a problem

You know where to find us

Reg. forty-eight there ain't no way around it

Real motherfuckers and we're about that action

Find out for yourself it would be our pleasure

Yeaaa, what's the deal?

You try to speak and start to squeal

This shit is real

And now how do you feel?

Felt compelled to express now look at this mess

What's up?

Talking got you into it

But it won't get you out

Bet you wish you used brain before opening your mouth

We'rе not showing out to prove how tough we think we arе

But you showed up and you proved that you have no fucking heart

What's up?