Temper Tantrum Lyrics

I don't like them

If I could

I'd let the blood hounds out

To bite them

They're always talking big

But they know that they're frightened

Each got half a brain

So they pair up as an item

It's always fun and games

When you don't know who you're playing

They think that we're friends

But I swear I ain't playing

If they say don't do it

Gona do it anyway

But don't tell me what to do ignoramous

You don't want my blood boiling

Or I might

Throw a temper tantrum

On this trip

Hit you in the face

Win an Oscar

Go to sleep

Bring your daddy to

If he brave

You can split it

Once yu think it's over

Take your girl out to ski

What you think this was

Shut your mouth when I feed

Take over the table in your digs

Curfew everybody when it's six

Baby momma better prep me up some ribs

Or I'm gon TnT us all to bits

We'll go boom boom

See the guts in the fridge

That's what they're gon find

But in tiny little bits

If it all burns down

Then I gotta do it crisp

You're toying with a different kind of looney

I've been humming tunes lately

The soundtrack playing back

Sounds like Pennywise is lurking

Cashflow makes me happy

If I bought it

Then I earned it

Wait to pay it in the future

Then I gotta give them credit

But that's cap

See, I don't like them

If I could

I'd let the blood hounds out

To bite them

They're always talking big

But they know that they're frightened

Each got half a brain

So they pair up as an item

It's always fun and games

When you don't know who you're playing

They think that we're friends

But I swear I ain't playing

If they say don't do it

Gona do it anyway

But don't tell me what to do ignoramous

You don't want my blood boiling

Or I might

Throw a temper tantrum

On this trip

Hit you in the face

Win an Oscar

Go to sleep

Bring your daddy to

If he brave

You can split it

Once yu think it's over

Take your girl out to ski

What you think this was

Shut your mouth when I feed

Take over the table in your digs

Curfew everybody when it's six

Baby momma better prep me up some ribs

Or I'm gon TnT us all to bits

We'll go boom boom

See the guts in the fridge

That's what they're gon find

But in tiny little bits, yah