We ain't the nicest people in this industry,

yet we are always trying to be the worst in history.

Though we don't like to be like this,

we have to behave like this, 

in order to survive all this.

Wish we the community as evil people,

the rest of them taking our property invading our personal steeple,

taking us all out like you all Operation Repo.

Don't hate us becasue we got more skills than you,

how we got the realist crew,

how you will never be able to fit into our shoes, 

because you guys are all a bunch of tools.

We could go one for days,

tell you the many ways,

you guys never rise while we always got gains.

The disrespect that we endorse is too much,

we do so a lot so at the end of the day we could munch,

by the way that means to eat,

hear our stomachs crunch over the fact that we ain't have any food.

We try to be your friends by offering gifts,

 thinking that you'll put us on your facebook friends list.

But you end up refusing our offer, 

sorry for being a bother,

guess this is what we get for bieng softer.

We try to be nice but we now see what we must become,

you all the light while we are the shadow covering the sun.

When the night comes we are home,

we freely roam,

and so many dispicable actions being plotted in our domes. 

So you better watch yourself day and night,

because you never know the time for the end of your life,

we are going to make this world flip over,

and make things just right.