Where have you been? you’ve never be seen
When the kids on the streets fought the war for the scene
Fit, neat and clean Are you a punk or a skin?
You’ve seen it on the screen but do you know what it means?

Blood, sweat and tears, surviving the darkest years
Following your dreams, facing fears, hope disappears
Stabbed by your peers, but never betray your way
We’re here to stay and [bad word] what they say !

Hey little rich boy toy don’t you look at me
Before this scene ended up with the tragedy
Talking [bad word]  spreading lies, who believes your hype
And I denounce violence but not against your type

Loose lips sink ships, yours sink fleets
Watch your tongue or get done, boot to your ribs
Time to quit your [bad word] that nobody needs
Before body hits concrete and your [bad word] head split

Hook:
You are a style snatcher, a grimy rhyme stealer
I oppose you I’m original microphone killer
Break your chicken neck, we are back and you are done
MDB [bad word] to cut off your snake tongue

Nobody likes cops, nobody likes traitors
No one likes rats, snitches and collaborators
No one likes haters, social network agitators
Internet debater-warriors, PC dictators

You don’t belong, you got the situation [bad word] your mouth, [bad word] all night long
You [bad word] along, you sing the same old song
Better go home to your MTV and a bong
 [bad word] the two-faced scum [bad word] the fencewalkers
Snitches got stitches and talkers got walkers
We spit this street [bad word] for the punk rockers
For the skinheads, metal maniacs and trainyard night stalkers

For everybody who is [bad word] to the game
Worldwide underground and you know the name
We paid the price and the damage is done
If you try [bad word] this we’ll cut off your snake tongue