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Woorden: Houston Calls. Dork Thinks He's Gonna Drown.

I swear I?m coming for you, I?m coming to prove
that I am stronger and faster than you could ever imagine
You knew this would happen
But still you chose to do just what they told you to do
And now I?m coming for you to leave you black and blue
I swear I?ll show you something knew
I?m gonna do what I have to do to you

You best not catch me in the street
You best not come at me or you?re beat
To this day you can?t see me
You best not catch me in the street
If you fucking come at me you?re beat
To this day you can?t see me

I swear I?m coming for you, I?m coming to prove
I swear I?m coming for you, I?m coming to prove

I?ll bend and bend ?til you break, while making up for lost time
Go put some glasses on, so you can find your lost mind
I don?t care what you think, I just hope that I get to see your whole ship sink
And while you?re drowning and gasping for air
You?ll meet the sole of my shoe with the top of your head

You best not catch me in the street
You best not come at me or you?re beat
To this day you can?t see me
You best not catch me in the street
If you fucking come at me you?re beat
To this day you can?t see me

We trusted you to hold us up, but you let us down
We trusted you to hold us up, and you let us down
We trusted you to hold us up, but you let us down

You best not catch me in the street
You best not come at me or you?re beat
To this day you can?t see me
You best not catch me in the street
If you fucking come at me you?re beat
To this day you can?t see me