You hate me so bad but it should be the other way around
You're the one who keeps on making trouble when I'm found
You stole my things away, broke your belt on me
You try to blame me with your side of the story

You way of thinking doesn't make sense
Just a rat
Solving you're problems with violence
Just a rat
You hide yourself behind ten friends
Just a rat
I wonder if this fight will ever end

You're going down or you're going down with us

You're never right but you're always fighting back
you try to rat me with a fake fifty dollar bill
You're such a fool,
there's too much guys like you
who can talk back to me but why can't I talk back to you?