Ryker's - Lowlife lyrics

Straight edge yelling - d** selling Worthless piece of sh** How can you call yourself true hardcore When you can't deal with it? You walk around like (f**ing/lord) scarface Five minor jerks at each hand I guess they're just too hight to get it Otherwise they would understand...that you're a Lowlife...hardcore wannabe Lowlife...that's what you are for me There must have been better times Right now i can't remember a single one All my feelings proved to be mistaken I thought that we would get along But you're (just) an oversized leech Draining a scene of its life's blood Close your eyes - get lost What you see is what you ('ve) got Lowlife...hardcore wannabe Lowlife...that's what you are for me Lowlife...hardcore wannabe Lowlife...stay the f** away from me What you say and what you do One way or the other comes back to you I can't say that i have found a cure But at least i know you...that's for sure ...you f**ing sell out!!!!!!!!