Bada Bing! Wit’ a Pipe Four Year Strong

Roll with the punches
'Cause you know that it’s inevitable
Soon to be unforgettable, yet, totally unpredictable
I’m either calling it quits or you’re calling me out
Its not who or what you know
Because you’re better with nothing at all

Sing it back to me; this is your life story
You didn’t even know it you’re trying not to blow it
Because you’re kicking back a death wish
And here I am just riding out the storm
Believe me when I say that I want to give up
I want to give up but its bad enough to keep me hooked
Just to watch you curse my name and toss and turn

Turn around and cross the line
You so casually walk between function and fashion
Are you dressed to kill or dressed to impress?
Don’t act like you can do better than this

Let me see you put your hands upon the stereo
Its spitting out a ridiculous frequency
But turn it up turn it up
Break a sweat
Cause were just burning up and hitting up
The scene that was ours to hit up
Take take me out because I'm ready for your best shot
Make make me out to be a bullet from the pulpit
Or anything that would make you believe
All that we've seen would be just another scene
That was our to hit up