New School Lyrics

We've got better things to do than get our heads kicked in by you

Your aim is to ruin all our fun, you're picking fights with everyone

Your anger's just a fucking front, an ego boosting macho stunt

You fucked with us and all our friends, it's time to put it to an end.

We're sick of your tough guy stance

We're sick of the way that you dance

We're sick of your baggy pants

So leave now while you still got the chance

We want no part of your war, there's better things worth fighting for

So what , you kick ass in the pit? You worthless jock, you piece of shit

New jack with a flailing fist, a dying breed that won't be missed

So pass this message to your crew

We want nothing to do with you…

We're sick of your tough guy stance

We're sick of the way that you dance

We're sick of your baggy pants

So leave now while you still got the chance

We've got better things to do than get our heads kicked in by you

Your aim is to ruin all our fun, you're picking fights with everyone

Your anger's just a fucking front, an ego boosting macho stunt

You fucked with us and all our friends, it's time to put it to a fucking end