N Roy

Goddamn it!
You used to try to jock me, now you're fuckin' who was mocking me
You're way too cocky, so I'm glad that you're finally saying "fuck that Steve dude"
But in case you didn't notice, I'm the one that's ditching you, you little shit
And so that I can't drag, and never did you see that
You're the fuckin' same, so I can blame you for all the pain you gave me that day
I'd rather need to use this, now I'm throwing you away
You're such a liar, such a liar
So won't I step on stage and let my microphone defy
You're such a liar, such a liar
So won't I step on stage and let my microphone defy
You can judge to test me
No, that's not it at all
You ain't meant to disrespect me
You can judge to test me
No, that's not it at all
You ain't meant to disrespect me
And I fall before I go
And then you came back again and got all in my face, telling me you were my friend
Fuck that!
You're probably clean in this
He knows you're talkin' shit, you little bitch
You fucked Christie, that's fucked up
She's my friend too
Now she's with John, but you still say "Fuck you!"
I don't need this shit
You must guess, you know exactly why I quit
You're such a liar, such a liar
So won't I step on stage and let my microphone defy
You're such a liar, such a liar
So won't I step on stage and let my microphone defy
You can judge to test me
No, that's not it at all
You ain't meant to disrespect me
You can judge to test me
No, that's not it at all
You ain't meant to disrespect me
And I fall before I go
Mmm-ba-chig-digga-argww
Mmm-ba-chig-digga-oow
Mmm-ba-chig-digga-argww
Mmm-ba-chig-digga-oow
Mmm-ba-chig-digga-argww
Mmm-ba-chig-digga-oow
Mmm-ba-chig-digga-argww
Mmm-ba-chig-digga-oow
Ooh
Ooh
People say to me "yo Steve, you ain't shit"
When I step on stage, you'll know how I get it
People say to me "yo, Mike, he ain't shit"
When he steps on stage, you'll buy his riffs that he's written
People say to me "yo, Mark, he ain't shit"
When he explodes, he'll let you know that he's risen
People say to me "yo, Paul, he ain't shit"
He'll beat your ass to the drum stick
People say to me "yo, John, he ain't shit"
When he steps on stage, you'll know how he's risen
People say to me "Crazy ain't shit"
When he walks off, you'll know that he's risen
People say to me "Steve, you ain't shit"
When I step on stage, you'll know how I get it
Having said to me "yo Steve, you ain't nothing"
Let me read you all a little something
Give it to me raw, gimme raw
Coming at you raw, N Roy
You don't mean shit,
So don't you bring shit to me, N Roy
N Roy