Better Gun

You don't know 
What is real

You just feel 
envy of what I feel 

Your lies are
Your better gun 

You are
a bastard son

Open your mouth
And shoot me again 

Hope to raze 
Always remains 

Your lies are
Your better gun 

You are
a bastard son

You don't have
something real 

You just have
shit around you 

I say fuck (you) 
For people like you

We say fuck (you)
for people like you

They all say fuck (you)
for people like you