Step off to the side cuz i'm coming like a bullet Start running for the door cuz it's gonna get hectic Well blood's gonna spill and it ain't gonna be mine If you wanna meet the devil take a good look in my eyes (Whoa) didn't your momma tell you not to play with a ticking bomb (Whoa) didn't your momma tell you not to play with a ticking bomb (Whoa) you didn't listen and now the wick is burning Oh here comes the boom I ain't looking for trouble less trouble comes knockin' And i'm your best friend until you push my buttons Then i'm a heart attack on the hunt for a victim So you better keep that tongue from going off like a Pistolwell blood's gonna spill and it ain't gonna be mine Yeah blood's gonna spill and it ain't gonna be mine