Yeahhh I can see you As you came rollin' in Blasting your engines Like you were here for the win You like your intimidation Like that's got me scared It's you and your army But, I always come prepared You walk up But, won't look me in the eye You reek of liquor Ask me how I choose to die I don't even know Why I even bother You thought I had it comin' It was this, that, or the other Believe me when I tell you You creeps are all the same Please do me the favor You can't handle this game It's a simple 1, 2, 3 And you're down for the count Just do the math, bro I'll always take you out I don't flinch Don't even bat an eye I've seen this movie, bro Not worried, yeah, no lie You take your best shot I laugh, is this a joke? I move, I counter You found yourself elsewhere, when you woke Don't come at me With all the shit you've done I sent you down for the count Before it even begun I don't even know Why I even bother You thought I had it comin' It was this, that, or the other Believe me when I tell you You creeps are all the same Please do me the favor You can't handle the game It's a simple 1, 2, 3 And you're down for the count Just do the math, bro I'll always take you out I don't even know Why I even bother You thought I had it comin' It was this, that, or the other Believe me when I tell you You creeps are all the same Please do me the favor You can't handle the game It's a simple 1, 2, 3 And you're down for the count Just do the math, bro I'll always take you out Just do the math, bro I'll always take you out Yeah, Always! Copyright © 2026 by The November Son. All rights reserved.
