Mascot

Line you up lay you down fuckin dumb dumb Trench in the ground, Boyertown is where I come from The will to kill is the trait that you lacking It really happens here I fear you ain't bout that action Light flashes, you scatter like roaches Haven't you noticed our motive to never lose focus Walking the fence Sides you couldn't switch more You employee of the month at the bitch store We had it up to here with the have and the have nots And you ain't even on the bench no more No no You just a mascot So we strike when the irons hot You may be headed for the hills but GRIDIRON's not Now we here to take the crown So don't make a sound Line you up lay you down Too far behind got you living in the dust You got 99 problems and the biggest one is us The devils in the details or so it seems Can't go to those extremes you don't got it in your genes Me and you Make your move Pressure breaks pipes it'll break you too Round for round we outlasting the bell Now lets see who makes it faster to hell Line you up Line you up Lay you down