突破阻力位
係今晚了
We were to be good to be true, some were saying ghost
Writers were writin' all that we do, so we had to disprove it
We spelled it out to the detail, how we do it when we're makin'
This music, after that I made it a rule
I only do e-mail responses to print interviews
Because these people love to put a twist to your words
To infer that you said, something, fuckin' absurd
Oh, did I lose you at infer?
Not used to hearing a verse that uses over first grade vocabulary words
People used to infer that we were manufactured
Now, I've got the interviews on file which people said
'What, which number to dial?'
So now every enemy screaming insanity
All they're ever gonna be's another big fan of me, bitch