Lyrics

So It all started a couple of weeks ago When I consigned my board in a store I thought it was a good idea to sell it So I could get another one So I put it in the store Thinking it would be safe 'cause usually the people who go to the stores understand that How much boards cost and shit So I put it up for only three hundred dollars And it was last years solyznik which is a good fucking price And then what happened really sucked Because I didn't thnk it was going to happen Two little punks came in to the store And wanted to take a look at my board So they picked it up and pretended they knew what they we're doing And when Drew turned around and wasn't looking The motherfuckers ran out the store With my board, my bindings, my three hundred bucks Now they're fucking dead, they're dead, dead, dead You two little motherfuckers who took my board are going to pay So what I'm saying is basically this You'll be going down a run somewhere And someones gonna spot you If it's not me It's gonna be somebody And you're fucking dead Dead, dead, oh you're fucking dead Motherfucker "I told you don't let these fucking cocksuckers tell you shit 'cause they don't know fucking shit If I gotta fucking start a fight with somebody I'll fucking start a fight with somebody"