You move around in circles but I never saw you in the circle pit
Stand back admit that you will never commit
To the scene that you and your friends ripped into shit
Counterfeit, I rather slit my wrist than be such a hypocriteAnd we still don't give a fuck about what game you're playing
We were busy breaking our ribs in the pit yesterdayAnd we stand behind one crew, we go around the world to have some fun
And you have no clue, while getting your hair and nails doneYoung, just became twenty-one
Still writing lyrics like a sailor
That have lived hundreds of hard years under the sunThis is close to the end
And we must say that time is running out for you and your friends
No you can't attend
We can't pretend that you can represent, so here we go againYou try to stab us in the back, small cuts
Like the now dead crews cruising around 96 and never had the guts
To come up front for a closer view
Afraid to get a little bruised
And we still don't give a fuck about what game you're playing
We were busy breaking our ribs in the pit yesterdayThis is close to the end
And we must say that time is running out for you and your friends
No you can't attend
We can't pretend that you can representThis is close to the end
And we must say that time is running out for you and your friends
No you can't attend
We can't pretend that you can represent, so here we go againThis is close to the end
No you can't attend, so here we go again
This is close to the end
No you can't attend