The Acro-Brats
Callout
No point in rollin' with the punchesI've been left out of the ringand now you're flyin' off the handlejust can't handle anythingYou pay your way with tokens stolen from the meatand I just want to bring each dime that I have paid So call me a wastecall me an idiotit's just a tasteof what's left behindYeah, call me outcall me a real bad timedon't talk your shit,stuck on me,anymoreYou'll pull your tricks and slide a handbut now i know i've been a fooland now you're crawling across the flooryeah, best of luck, enjoy the viewYou measure greatness by the company you keepthen how come nobody's waiting back home?Letras de cancionesSo call me a wastecall me an idiotit's just a tasteof what's left behindYeah, call me outcall me a real bad timedon't talk your shit,stuck on me,anymoreNo point in rollin' with the punchesI've been left out of the ringand now you're flyin' off the handlejust can't handle anythingYou pay your way with tokens stolen from the meatand I just want to bring each dime that I have paidSo call me a wastecall me an idiotit's just a tasteof what's left behindYeah, call me outcall me a real bad timedon't talk your shit,stuck on me,anymore(repeat)
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