My Fist, Your Face - Crimson Slaughter

Don’t tread on me, fucking poser

I’m higher in the food chain

If you really want to be a loser

Now is your lucky day

Get out of my way or I will pass through you

I’ve better things to do

Think before speak, 'cause I won’t repeat:

You can’t stop my bloody frenzy

Fucking asshole

I will break your legs

Delivery is coming

Your fucking disgrace

My fist, your face

I really hate people like you

Hypocrisy is your name

Who you think you are, What I suppose to do?

I’m much better than you

Stop cry and shout, close your coward mouth

You’re an easy target for laughs

Flying so high, you don’t realize

That you belongs to a lower size