It all started a couple of weeks ago
When i could sign my board in a store
I thought it was a good idea to sell it
So i could get another one
So i put it in the store
Thinking it would be safe
'cause usually the people who go to the store understand that
How much boards cost and shit
So i put it up for only three hundred dollars
And it was last years solyznik which is a good fucking price
And then what happened next really sucked
Because i didn't thnk it was going to happen
Two little punks went in to the store
And wanted to take a look at my board
So they picked it up and pretended they knew what they we're doing
And when drew turned around and wasn't looking the motherfuckers ran out the store
With my board, my bindings, my three hundred bucks
Now they're fucking dead, they're dead, dead, dead
You two motherfuckers who took my board are going to pay
So what i'm basically saying is this
You're going to be going down a run somewhere
And someones gonna spot you
If it's not me
It's gonna be somebody
And you're fucking dead
Dead, dead, you're fucking dead
Motherfucker
"i told you don't let these fucking cocksuckers tell you shit 'cause they don't know fucking shit,
If i gotta fucking start a fight with somebody i'll fucking start a fight with somebody"
