[Intro] I guess you wanna have a mother fuckin' problem I guess you wanna have a mother fuckin' problem I guess you wanna have a mother fuckin' problem I guess you wanna have a mother fuckin' problem
[Verse 1] You want a problem so let's have some fun Bitch, I got more guns than I'll ever have fucking puns So out of place, found yourself in real danger Beat to a pulp by some motha fuckin' head bangers
Call me a fake with your music so dull A bat to your face makes a jam out your skull You have no career 'cause you're just a fruit basket I will dig you up, make a guitar out your casket
[Chorus] You know I'm crazy, crazy You have no safety, safety Just you wait 'til I find you I'm right behind you
[Verse 2] And then you run away As fast as you can Come get your punishment If you're a grown man
And then you run away After all the shit you say I'ma make sure You never live another day
[Chorus] You know I'm crazy, crazy You have no safety Just you wait 'til I find you I'm right behind you
[Verse 2] And then you run away As fast as you can Come get your punishment If you're a grown man
And then you run away After all the shit you say I'ma make sure You never live another day
[Outro] I'll beat you to a fucking pulp Pounded into the earth I'll beat you to a fucking pulp Pounded into the earth I'll beat you to a fucking pulp Pounded into the earthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
