Half assed for most his life Done nothing but stand Just big cause he's so small so No one will give him a hand The kinda guy that would steal your cast And buy a burning house Then call you up and invite you in And jerk you off with a sandpaper hand I'd leave him physically crippled Without a leg to stand I'd throw that trash away Because a runt like that is piss in the wind My fist would be the decider I wasn't raised a fool I'd stomp his ass for free Because a punk like that is piss in the wind Piss in the wind A go-getter who ain't got none A legend in his mind Always the one to invite himself And then just left behind Someone must of clipped his balls Or wiped his ass of his life A self centered procrastinator Attention seeker who's got nothing at all I'd leave him physically crippled Without a leg to stand I'd throw that trash away Because a runt like that is piss in the wind My fist would be the decider I wasn't raised a fool I'd stomp his ass for free Because a punk like that is piss in the wind
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