Ah, look how they're acting
Might as well ask somebody to smack them
I don't need that I sit in the back and
Hide I'm a king like Richard Bachman
Me fold? Don't hold your breath
I can keep my mouth closed and they show respect
I'm the favorite of the fans like Boba Fett
Case closed, and it ain't even over yet
Cause yeah, I'm like rabies and no chain on a Rottweiler
You don't phase me there's no saving you not nada
I'm raw baby the Scorsese, the Godfather
The Chris Nolan, the Dark Knight of thе rock rhymers
I'm calling your bluff, I've had it, enough
You'rе talking but have to eventually be backing it up
Happily back in your trailer they'll be packing your stuff
You bastards are actually actors and we're wrapping you up
