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