[Verse 1: Violent J]
Fronting, they never stop
Not just sometimes, but loads of gwap
She beat they ass down, he shot a cop
When all they did was sit they punk ass down like plop
They act so fearless, they act so brave
They only acting, me I stay afraid
I've lived in fear since second grade
Afraid of life, everything above the grave
I fear my body, afraid to cough
Afraid of money and getting soft
Afraid of love, blow my head off
Let's have some cocktails, make hers a Molotov
[Chorus: Roadside Ghost]
I guess I'll never know why I feel this way
Why I feel this pain, why I'm so afraid
I guess I'll never know
I guess I'll never know
I think I've gone insane
[Verse 2: Violent J]
I fear the Devil, I fear God worse
Afraid to not believe, I fear the church
I fear no pressure, afraid to burst
Afraid we might get sucker dropkicked by Fred Durst
Afraid to mean mug, afraid to smile
Afraid of clowns, but I feel I'm in denial
Afraid of black eyed kids and zombie pedophiles
I fear the dead war and catching stray projectiles
Afraid to trust her and be entrusted
Afraid to bust her some of this custard
Afraid I must hit because I lusted
Afraid I gushed early, I should have just flushed it
Fronting, they never stop
Not just sometimes, but loads of gwap
She beat they ass down, he shot a cop
When all they did was sit they punk ass down like plop
They act so fearless, they act so brave
They only acting, me I stay afraid
I've lived in fear since second grade
Afraid of life, everything above the grave
I fear my body, afraid to cough
Afraid of money and getting soft
Afraid of love, blow my head off
Let's have some cocktails, make hers a Molotov
[Chorus: Roadside Ghost]
I guess I'll never know why I feel this way
Why I feel this pain, why I'm so afraid
I guess I'll never know
I guess I'll never know
I think I've gone insane
[Verse 2: Violent J]
I fear the Devil, I fear God worse
Afraid to not believe, I fear the church
I fear no pressure, afraid to burst
Afraid we might get sucker dropkicked by Fred Durst
Afraid to mean mug, afraid to smile
Afraid of clowns, but I feel I'm in denial
Afraid of black eyed kids and zombie pedophiles
I fear the dead war and catching stray projectiles
Afraid to trust her and be entrusted
Afraid to bust her some of this custard
Afraid I must hit because I lusted
Afraid I gushed early, I should have just flushed it
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