[CHORUS]
And the way it is now, is far better then before
I've defeated my dragons, now what is instore

[VERSE-1]
For all those people, that try to hold me down
And all those people, without amazing tal's
Maybe you need to reflect, on your life
Cause theres some anger thats settled deep inside

So why are you, dissing my free speech
My first amendment, my right to preach
Why don't you sit down, become original
Cause I'm sick of your songs, with stolen styles

[VERSE-2]
Oh, do you need some help
Maybe a gun, to kill yourself
Join us, in reality
Stop acting like a, baby

Why don't you, help us
With the crappy songs, on our album
Maybe we'll fight it out, sometime
A battle of bands, whose better, yours or mine