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 sh**
So i put it up for only three hundred dollars
And it was last years solyznik which is a good f**ing price
And then what happened next really s**ed
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 motherf**ers ran out the store
With my board, my bindings, my three hundred bucks
Now they're f**ing dead, they're dead, dead, dead
You two motherf**ers 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 f**ing dead
Dead, dead, you're f**ing dead
Motherf**er
"i told you don't let these f**ing co*ks**ers tell you sh** 'cause they don't know f**ing sh**,
If i gotta f**ing start a fight with somebody i'll f**ing start a fight with somebody"