you come in here and try to push us around
we may be young but we'll hold our ground
you say that you don't like our noise
these are instruments, not fucking toys
if there's trouble in the air then i'm not far behind
if its trouble that you want, then it's trouble you will find
if you come in here looking for a fight
you picked the wrong time, this is our place tonight

you come up in here, and try to strike fear
we wont take your shit, you're gonna get hit

you come in here like you're running this place
but there's a hundred kids who wanna smash your face
but i'll be the one to grab you by the hair
punch out your teeth and throw you DOWN THE STAIRS