Yippie-ky-yay-motherfucker

Trapped in this routine

Surrounded by these fake people

And you better walk with a cool step

If you wanna make the sequel

This is that, some day

Here's every chance

To throw it all away

I've seen their tricks

And oh, how they're so talented

Look how they make their morals stick

I still can't believe I'm a part of this

Oh my God, I hate this place

And it's hard to keep a straight face

When I know that everything burns

I'm the industry's undisputed terrorist

Pushing anarchy, trigger pullin' lyricists

Terrorist lyricist

One bright blast of one exact

Surprise for them all

With no colors that stand out, but red

Now sit back and watch them fall

The game isn't checkers, it's chess

With ideas that go through vests

A perfect world is laid to rest

I told you, run

I'm the industry's undisputed terrorist

Pushing anarchy, trigger pullin' lyricists

Terrorist lyricist

Now, burn this scene to the ground