[Verse]
I ain't a raven, I'm not in the flock
Get all the blackmail, put it in a Google Doc
You stink so bad like a gym sock
I can't shake your hand, deep down you plot
I can't read your thoughts, but I know you're up to no good
I don't need to explain what should already be understood
There are too many problems to tend to under the hood
Don't come to me later saying about who should or would
You could've done something, but you just sat there and stood
Sat there and stood like a deer in the headlights
I need real warriors, no room for feeble mice
I'd take your advice if it came from someone else
I can't share no secrets, I know that you would tell
They don't care about the truth as long as it sells
Better strip down, 'cause it gets hot in Hell
Better strip down, 'cause it gets hot in Hell, in Hell, in Hell, in Hell
You won't see me locked in a cell
[Nightcore]
You stink so bad like a gym sock
I can't shake your hand, deep down you plot
I can't read your thoughts, but I know you're up to no good
I don't need to explain what should already be understood
There are too many problems to tend to under the hood
Don't come to me later saying about who should or would
You could've done something, but you just sat there and stood
Sat there and stood like a deer in the headlights
I need real warriors, no room for feeble mice
I'd take your advice if it came from someone else
I can't share no secrets, I know that you would tell
They don't care about the truth as long as it sells
Better strip down, 'cause it gets hot in Hell
Better strip down, 'cause it gets hot in Hell, in Hell, in Hell, in Hell
You won't see me locked in a cell