Paper Gangster

(álbum: Spit My Last Breath - 1997)

Bullshit!
Who the fuck do you think you are
You've taken it a bit too far
Believing that you're king shit
In your fake fantasy
A clown dressed to impress
Soft core, Mickey Mouse and nothing less
Exposing you will make me rest
Until then remember you are

A bullshit fake paper gangster
You ain't nothing but an image and a liar
A bullshit fake paper gangster
Softcore motherfucker

Could it be you really not from the streets?
Could it be you saw it on TV?
The way you act, where I come from you'd never last
Could it be you're lying through your teeth?

Liar!
Once long, long time ago, I was naive to all I know
People tried to push on to me their weak mentality
I woke up and I know I am real and not for show
Unlike you, who knows inside you're soft because you are

A bullshit fake paper gangster
You ain't nothing but an image and a liar
A bullshit fake paper gangster
A punk ass motherfucker

Bullshit!

I know what lies inside

A bullshit fake paper gangster
You ain't nothing but an image and a liar
A bullshit fake paper gangster
A punk ass motherfucker

The life I've lived, the pain I've felt
With such things you've never dealt
So to me you are a maggot
So when you go and outcast me
And I can't do a fucking thing
Know that I know inside you're weak!