You're in my way

You crossed my line

You're in my face

You're on my case, you really waste my time.



Don't like your style

Don't like your sound

You talk too much

You got no touch, you drive it in the ground



I'm gonna step on you

I'm gonna step on you

I'm gonna step on you

I'm gonna step on you



Don't like your smile

Don't like your clothes

Don't like your hair

And I don't care about your ruby pierced nose



You push too far

You talk too loud

You stay too long

You're in my song but you ain't in my crowd



I'm gonna step on you

I'm gonna step on you

I'm gonna step on you

I'm gonna step on you



You ruin my day and you're wrecking my night

I'm biting my lips because I'm ready to fight

I'm gonna sharpen my spikes

I'm gonna strap on my boots

I'm gonna squash you on sight

I'm gonna step on you

Step-step-step-step



You ruin my day and you're wrecking my night

I'm biting my lips because I'm ready to fight

I'm gonna sharpen my spikes

I'm gonna strap on my boots

I'm gonna squash you on sight



Don't leave no message on my telephone

Cut right through the bull, right to the bone

The snow in your nose and the crack in your brain

It used to be cool, now it's just insane



I'm gonna step on you

Step-I'm gonna step on you-step

Step