Letra de Page One

You beg for mercy when you're crouched in front of me
Could you be any weaker, you worthless being
Every second you take is a waste of my time
A waste of my time
What more do you want?
You have already killed me, dime for dime
What more do you want?
You have already killed me, dime for dime
I am ruthless
You spit a hard game
And I don't like it
I swear one day you'll shape up, coward
I swear one day you'll shape up
Until then you're worthless