Trust? Lyrics

Backstabber! Two-faced! Low life! It's time to step up to the plate! 
1 2 1 2 what the fuck ya gonna do? 

You know I see right through you 
When you act like you don't know me 
You lie, you cheat. You steal, you lose 
wouldn't wanna be in your shoes 
Always lookin over your shoulder 
For the ones you stick 
You sick little prick 
It looks like your times runnin out 
Creepin up your back 
So whatchu all about? 

I'm too fuckin' good 
And fuckin' proud 
I'm gonna show you how 
Bad it hurts to be a clown 

You're the kind of guy with two faces 
Just another life that's wasted 
Here's a little fact 
You do me like that 
End up in the back of my trunk in a sack 
You'd better keep your hands off 
What's mine or anybody else's 
When you're selfish 
Your wealth is 
All you crave from the cradle to the grave 

I'm too fuckin' good 
And fuckin' proud 
I'm gonna show you how 
Bad it hurts to be a clown 

I got a little bitty question 
Just what the fuck are you thinkin? 
You think you're all that and then some 
Well you're not 
I think you're dum ditty dumb 
I take it back 
Those thoughts are kinda whack 
Don't really need that kind of karma on the track 
Maybe Freddy Krueger will step into your dream and 
Burn you like a demon and leave your ass screamin 
To be exact I wanted to react 
Mission of attack 
Your head was gettin cracked 
But you're a human bein 
That's lucky to be breathin 
And that's that 
that's that 
I don't trust anybody 
Cuz nobody trust me 
Never gonna trust anybody 
And that's the way its gonna be 

I'm too fuckin' good 
And fuckin' proud 
I'm gonna show you how 
Bad it hurts to be a clown