The Perfect Story - Throwdown

You can’t hear me

You’ve never even tried

You can’t see me

Unless you open your mind

Fuck, the media, the gossip, the lies

You fuel the fire, wipe that shit from your eyes

Fuck, the media, the gossip, the lies

You fuel the fire, wipe that shit from your eyes

From your eyes

Fuck, the media, the gossip, the lies

You fuel the fire, wipe that shit from your eyes

Fuck, the media, the gossip, the lies

You fuel the fire, wipe that shit from your eyes

From your eyes

We don’t need them, they don’t need you

We got strong minds and strong hearts too

I want the world to be a better place

With my ideas, I’m going all the way

You don’t know me, you don’t know shit

If you twist my words, I’ll twist your fucking neck

Oh yeah

And I’d like to twist your fucking neck

We don’t need you mother fuckers

We don’t need you

Right