[Verse 1] You talk too much Then fold too fast Big on the phone Small when it's glass You point that finger Like it makes you king But your own lies Got a rotten sting Every nod you gave Had a price on it Now you want clean hands After all that shit [Pre-Chorus] Say it plain Say it loud You sold your name To a weak crowd No more deals No more grace I see the stain On your face [Chorus] Weak-ass snitches Belong in ditches Weak-ass snitches Belong in ditches You break your word You dig your grave Weak-ass snitches Get dragged away [Verse 2] You play both sides With a borrowed smile Hide behind a suit And a paper file You trade real blood For a cheap mistake Then act surprised When the floor starts to shake I don't need friends Who flinch and run I need steel in the dark And a loaded tongue So keep on crawling Keep on scared The truth gets loud When you're cornered there [Pre-Chorus] Say it plain Say it loud You sold your name To a weak crowd No more deals No more grace I see the stain On your face [Chorus] Weak-ass snitches Belong in ditches Weak-ass snitches Belong in ditches You break your word You dig your grave Weak-ass snitches Get dragged away [Guitar Solo] (Dimebag-style: wide vibrato, slow searing bends, screaming pinch harmonics, whammy bar dives, bluesy chaotic lead runs over crushing groove) [Bridge] Now the room goes cold When your name gets said All that fake loyalty Turns to rust and lead You begged for mercy But you fed the fire Now the whole damn town Knows you're a liar [short Guitar Solo] (Dimebag-style: wide vibrato, slow searing bends, screaming pinch harmonics, whammy bar dives, bluesy chaotic lead runs over crushing groove) [Final Chorus] Weak-ass snitches Belong in ditches Weak-ass snitches Belong in ditches You break your word You dig your grave Weak-ass snitches Get dragged away Weak-ass snitches Belong in ditches Weak-ass snitches Belong in ditches Say it once Then say it again Weak-ass snitches Don't win in the end
