guest vocals by Ben Fredette
You better watch your fucking back, coming to my block if you're looking to jack.
It might not look like much, may have lost it's touch but it ain't your motherfuckin' playground.
You're taking candy from a baby, bet you can't take this bat away from me.
Punk bitch, we don't snitch,
Neighborhood watch we don't call the cops.
Got your back as long as you got me,
We shouldn't have to be afraid to walk the streets.
Somebody needs to step the fuck up,
If it won't be you it'll have to be me.
So sick, so disgusted.
Scared motherfuckers acting like they run this.
Look at you, acting hard, none of you fucks will see me in the yard.
Kind of wish it would change, wish I didn't have to cross the street and look both ways.
Some days, I wanna fuckin' quit, stay inside and let the scumbags win.
Oh, you fucking wait, I'm not afraid to fight for what's right.
One day you'll fear my block, a tooth for everything I've lost.
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