| Lyrics: | Check check check check!
Ten fold, Ten fold, We grow ten fold, Ten fold, Ten
fold!
We got these so-called friends,
Claiming way too hard to have all that.
When
it comes down to it,
It's them who's talking the most.
They got a problem with us,
Cause
we tell it how it is.
Well listen up, muthafucker's we're telling you how it is.
If you're a
friend, then say good things behind
all of our backs.
I hear too many tall
tales,
Gettin' told like they're all fact,
But I hear way too much info,
On half the
shit that ain't even close,
Whispers
Flyin' around cause everybody's tryin' to
boast.
Rumors and drama
Are all that gets told
While we just grow
Ten fold. Ten
fold.
We grow ten fold.
Ten fold. Ten fold!
Oh, but you'll come to me now,
Like
I ain't hearin' all your squakin'
It's your friends been tellin' me
All that shit you keep
talkin'.
You won't get nadda from me,
Not a crumb,
Not a dime,
Not a ticket,
Not a pass
It's the end of your free ride...
You thought The Burning Red
sucked?
Fuck you, and your bitch!
I spilled my goddamn guts,
This shit's as real as it's
gonna get.
Cutting you out of my life,
So go on sing me a choir,
I wouldn't piss in your
ass if your shit was on fire!
Rumors and drama
Are all that gets told
While we just
grow
Ten fold. Ten fold.
We grow ten fold.
Ten fold. Ten fold!
Always the
whispers are flyin' around,
And keep pouring from that hole,
That you call a mouth.
But
we follow our instincts,
Don't care what gets thrown.
Ignoring the rumors,
While our
powers grow... |
