Tuff Crowd

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Three chords, blood, sweat, no rewards Another minute goes down the drain Nobody seems to care anymore Or really listen to what we're saying Judge books by looks and fall for a cheap imitation See us, we must abide by our labeled limitations [Chorus] They missed the X'd fists, jump kicks in Nike There ain't even a pig pile pic or HC I guess the joke's on me (Ha-ha) Fuck! [Outro] Hey, you, at the back of the longest line Just what did you have in mind?