You're in my way You crossed my line You're in my face You're on my case Don't like your style Don't like your sound You talk too much You got no touch, you drive it in the ground I'm gonna step on you I'm gonna step on you I'm gonna step on you I'm gonna step on you Don't like your smile Don't like your clothes Don't like your hair And I don't care about your ruby pierced nose You push too far You talk too loud You stay too long You're in my song but you ain't in my crowd I'm gonna step on you I'm gonna step on you I'm gonna step on you I'm gonna step on you You ruin my day and you're wrecking my night I'm biting my lips because I'm ready to fight I'm gonna sharpen my spikes I'm gonna strap on my boots I'm gonna squash you on sight I'm gonna step on you Step-step-step-step You ruin my day and you're wrecking my night I'm biting my lips because I'm ready to fight I'm gonna sharpen my spikes I'm gonna strap on my boots I'm gonna squash you on sight Don't leve no message on my telephone Cut right through the bull, right to the bone The snow in your nose and the crack in your brain It used to be cool, now it's just insane I'm gonna step on you Step-I'm gonna step on you-step Step!