Fabricator from Knucklehed Anthemz by NYC Shootout

10 years to watch you change. The influence that people have on you is insane.
Yo, he switched up and talking crazy he want smoke with us.
But when in person, he caving trying to joke with us.
What’d you expect when you popped off at the mouth?
Talking mad shit about me from the comfort of your couch. It’s just cursed.
You think you’re cool but don’t realize you’ll get hurt. It’s berserk.
You really think you out here putting in work?
Yo, grow a set and talk that shit to me live, boy.
But watch how you speaking before you blow my high, boy.

Fabricator, I’m sick of your lies and I’m happy to contribute to your fucking demise.
Fabricator, there’s fear in your eyes.
Every story that you tell is just the truth in disguise.

You got no friends left, bitch, just you and I.
You gonna regret all those times that you lied.
I call you boy cause you don’t act like a man.
Speak that shit straight from your chest and best believe in what you stand for.
No more internet jaw jacking so, man, I’ll keep rocking these gigs. Have fun being a fan.
I know you’re crying, dying wish you were back. Instead now you’re taking shots from my lyrical gat.

Keep it moving, dog, we stick with the facts.
And it’s a fact that you love drama and you overreact.
We left you with an ultimatum, yet you left me to ask, “How the fuck I let this bitch ass sucka hold me back?”

Sorry but you get no respect from me. Showed me no respect when you decided to leave.
Sorry but you get no respect from me. It’s on sight when we meet, you gonna hit the concrete.
Sorry but you get no respect from me. Showed me no respect when you decided to leave me.
Sorry but you get no respect from me. It’s on sight when we meet, you gonna hit the concrete.

• Rock
• Connecticut