Sellout - Bobaflex

Lookin' down the barrel of a muthafuckin' gun

Better get his money or your little band is done

Law suits, label rape are steppin' on my lungs

Pray this album has a hit but know we ain’t got one

Can’t you see I’m on the other side

If I could change one thing

It wouldn’t be your mind

Sell out, here’s my big hit, hope you like it, you’re all blind

Sell out, it’s the same shit, it’s the same shit every time

I hope you love me, love me when this single spins

I know we don’t fit in 'cause I’m not one for trends

Clingin' to a cliff by the tips of my fingernails

You’ll be livin' in a van if your new album fails

Hey, Mr. Nickelback, can you write a smash for me

He said, son you must learn to sing 'cause all you do is scream

Can’t you see I’m on the other side

If I could change one thing

It wouldn’t be your mind

Sell out, here’s my big hit, hope you like it, you’re all blind

Sell out, it’s the same shit, it’s the same shit every time

I hope you love me, love me when this single spins

I know we don’t fit in 'cause I’m not one for trends

There ain’t no money but there’s girls and it rocks

Hey you, oh, say you, oh

Hey you, oh, say you, oh

Hey you, say you, oh

Now, you’re fucked

Starin' down the barrel of my muthafuckin' gun

You better get my money or your little ass is done

No such thing as royalties so pay me in your blood

I pull the trigger, burn in hell you motherfucker

Can’t you see I’m on the other side

If I could change one thing

It wouldn’t be your mind

Sell out, here’s my big hit, hope you like it, you’re all blind

Sell out, it’s the same shit, it’s the same shit every time

I hope you love me, love me when this single spins

I know we don’t fit in 'cause I’m not one for trends