Wisache - Spit Screamin

Claim to god n´ yell at fever
Get down on your knees, like they don´t listen to you
You can blame me for deliver
Critical noise level, thinking why i´m not like you

Tonight i´m feeling fine
N´ things will be all right
For me don´t need to hear
What you think about me
Keep attacking me
You´re fire, i´m firewall

No need to bite my dime
I wrote it in black and white
Get out and make my day
You better walk away

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Keep talking, whatever you name it
Now get in the line if you just hate me oh yeah
You´re just another
You got here late
Wait outside with the clowns, whores ´da you faked

Tonight i´m feeling fine
N´ things will be all right
The trap you laid for me
Unlucky i´m back again
Fuck you, i´m back again

No need to bite my dime
I wrote it in black and white
It makes no sense to me
To climb up your misery

Yeah, yeah, yeah., yeah