I b-b-betcha their gonna laugh at you
And your bad att-tude
Cos t-t-talkin’ bad behind your back is nothing new
We’re gonna say it right in front of you
Pretending that yer in a different room
I can’t wait to dis you when your dead
I can’t wait to cut you down the day they lay you down
I can’t wait to dis you and poke your rotting tissue
Each time we fight i sit down and write
Everything i hate about u
When they lay you down
I’m gona blurt it out
I can’t wait to read about ya
We’re gonna say it right in front of you
While your stiff in a coffin and your lips are blue
I can’t wait to dis you when your dead
I can’t wait to cut you down the day they lay you down
I can’t wait to dis you and poke your rotting tissue(rap)
When your lying there in your coffin
Maybe then you’ll finally stop talkin’
I just can’t wait till the day that your buried
Cos i’m gonna read your obituary
I hope your mom and dad are alive to listen
Cos i’ve been saving up a whole lot of dissin’
I’m gonna get you all alone and skeet skeet on your body
And get u back with a little necro – bukakke
All the cr-p that you triedwhen you were alive
I can’t wait to dis you when your dead
The very second that you die
I’ll be right there by your side
Waiting just to dis you when your dead(b-ss)
I can’t wait to dis u and poke your rotting tissue
Du du du(b-ss)
Du du du(b-ss)
I can’t wait to dis u and poke your rotting tissue