I've been anchored way to long
Cut the dead weight out my life
I'm moving on
Who been wrong?
You a lifer
Does your pride hurt?
Prove me wrong
Father scyther pull-up in a white hearse
Aint no fight
Just hit'em wit a light burst
Couldn't write a nice verse so his ego got stomped
Trim the fat, trim the fat, trim the fat
(You just) hold me back, hold me back, hold me back
(So) trim the fat, trim the fat, trim the fat
(You just) hold me back, hold me back, hold me back
The end of my sorrow's up in a bottle
Now I got leeches that try to ride on my feet just to get a peek
And they saying I won the lotto
They stab you in the back
But when you turn and whip your dick out they happily gonna swallow
I don't want a hundred models
I just wanna sit up on the shore
And watch you sink into the deepest reaches of the bottom
More pills? I already got'em
So I treat all of these pussy mother-fuckers like some cannon fodder
Okay, What you wanna say?
Any last words for the heard before I take the fucking sun away
You can put the fucking gun away
There's only two ways this ends: You dead or you run away
I'm sick of playing stupid games
All these lames show face
Always wanna take the fucking fun away
I'ma keep saying what I wanna say
Up until the day all you pussy motherfuckers put the tongue away
Fuck your self
I hate you all
I don't discriminate
If you wanna war I promise to obliterate
With the cowards and the fakes we don't affiliate
Slither in my space and find out who the fuck I really hate
I've been anchored way to long
Cut the dead weight out my life
I'm moving on
Who been wrong?
You a lifer
Does your pride hurt?
Prove me wrong
Father scyther pull-up in a white hearse
Aint no fight
Just hit'em with a light burst
Couldn't write a nice verse so his ego got stomped
Trim the fat, trim the fat, trim the fat
(You just) hold me back, hold me back, hold me back
(So) trim the fat, trim the fat, trim the fat