No.11

No 11 - 4LYN

so we got this far
and you're still wonderin
why we do shit in our own kinda way!
(why? why?)
first round-knock-out get da fukk out,
why can't ya understand the way
were actin all day? (die! die!)
call us strange, give us strait-jackets,
10 ton-chains won't keep us away
from what we believe,
so leave!
suspension on our playground i'z
what u get and our rage i'z
what u will recieve!
twinkle, twinkle lil star...
oh, i wonder where u are...
u can't tell me nothing,
but i can tell u anything...
i can tell u everything...
(but u never get it...)
but u never get it...
but u never get it...
but u never get it...
but u never get it!
yeah, what's your problem?
tell me buddy,
does it feel good 2 get fukked
by everybody??
second round-knock-out..
stay da fukk out!
u won't understand da way
were actin all day...
(u never get it...)
all this bullshit makes me sikk...
2 all ya punks...
sukk my dikk!
(u never get it...)
twinkle, twinkle, little girl...
a black stain in ya intact world..
all ya envy cannot reach
and all this bullshit cannot teach me...
cannot taech me....
twinkle, twinkle, little girl...
a black stain in your intact world..
all ya envious thoughts...
can... never... teach... me...
number 11!