You come in here and try to push us around
We may be young but we'll hold our ground.
You say that you don't like our noise
These are instruments, not fucking toys.

If there's trouble in the air then I'm not far behind.
If it's trouble that you want, then its trouble you will find.
If you come in here looking for a fight
You picked the wrong time, this is our place tonight.

You came up in here, and try to strike fear
We won't take your shit, you're gonna get hit.

You come in here like you're running this place
but there's a hundred kids who wanna smash your face.
But I'll be the one to grab you by the hair
punch out your teeth and throw you down the stairs.