| I've got word of thanks, | |
| Thanks that I'd like to say, | |
| For the rage that I feel, | |
| The rage that I feel today. | |
| Gotta stack, gotta stack, | |
| Stack of chips on my shoulder, | |
| In everything I do 'cause I made, I made, | |
| I made the mistake of trusting you. | |
| People like you just fuel my fire. | |
| People like you just fuel my fire. | |
| People like you just fuel my fire. | |
| People like you just burn. | |
| Yeah, my layers are thick, | |
| And I got a bad attitude. | |
| Yeah, that knife in my back, | |
| Has fingerprints that belong to you, | |
| Got a grudge, got a grudge, | |
| Got a grudge that I'm holding, | |
| For as long as I live, | |
| 'cause you lied, you lied, | |
| You lied to my face, | |
| And that's something I can't forgive. | |
| People like you just fuel my fire. | |
| People like you just fuel my fire. | |
| People like you just fuel my fire. | |
| People like you just burn! |