(feat. Uzumaki)
puppet on a string
what do you bring, nothin
everybodies looking for a quick buck
and vbuffin the dick of the powers that be
not 28D, conplacency is not my style
as you can see, f** it that's not me
it's like every time I turn on the box
I gotta watch another
manufactured band that s**s co*k
gotta listen to s**ers who
don't know diddley squat
dance steps in their reps
and no props go out to slop
it's not fresh
I got my sh** down on the road
shoot yourself in the foot when you're
talkin out your sphincter, boy
just another toy
and climbing out of the box
you don't write sh** but you're convinced
your sh** rocks
now you don't write nothing
leave it up to your puppeteers
you better hope it sells now
cause give it two years
another humdurm throw away
is what it becomes
a ma**ive debt that someones got to pay
at the end of the short day
can't sell a record because
you're so wak
you could sell your soul
can't deal with the payback