Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alpha Wolf
Performer
JOHN ARNOLD
Bass Guitar
Mitchell Fogarty
Drums
Sabian Lynch
Electric Guitar
Lochlan Keogh
Lead Vocals
Scott Simpson
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ice T
Songwriter
JOHN ARNOLD
Songwriter
Mitchell Fogarty
Composer
Sabian Lynch
Songwriter
Lochlan Keogh
Songwriter
Scott Simpson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alpha Wolf
Producer
Lance Prenc
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
I am too bent out of shape
Walking around with a limp, wait, no, wait
I am too bent out of shape
Walking around with a limp
Looking for something to break
[Verse 1]
Where did everybody go? I don't see a lot of movement
Hear a lot of talk and not enough of the music
You commit no nuisance
This is no charity, I don't need your two cents
I got salt for the wounds and
Spite on the mind, pushing thumbs into bruises
See, I've been cuttin' off loose ends
Got enough enemies, I don't need no new friends
[Chorus]
You won't dig my grave with a blade that blunt (Blade that blunt)
You wanna run your mouth 'cause you can't keep up (Can't keep up)
So mad for what? (So mad for what?)
Sucks to suck (So mad for what?)
[Verse 2]
Until everybody knows
You'll be stuck playing catch up
With the riddle in the middle of the madness
A motherfucking phantom
26-06-96, I'm a Cancer
Eating you up inside
Keeping you up at night
Too broke to pay no mind
No name on the page, a poltergeist
[Chorus]
You won't dig my grave with a blade that blunt (Blade that blunt)
You wanna run your mouth 'cause you can't keep up (Can't keep up)
So mad for what? (So mad for what?)
Sucks to suck (So mad for what?)
[Bridge]
I'ma start this shit off by saying you motherfuckers are weak
Weak motherfucker, that's why all you can do is talk shit
'Cause that's all you have (You have nothing)
If you coming for me
You gotta come better than that (Better than that)
I've been through too much shit in my life
For your pussy ass to bother a motherfucking thing I'm doing
Your blade's too blunt
This is Alpha Wolf, motherfucker
You wanna die?
Ice-T, run amok
Count your teeth, pick 'em up
[Chorus]
You won't dig my grave with a blade that blunt (Blade that blunt)
You wanna run your mouth 'cause you can't keep up (Can't keep up)
So mad for what? (So mad for what?)
Sucks to suck (So mad for what?)
[Outro]
You won't dig my grave (So mad for what?)
With a blade that blunt (Blade that blunt)
You wanna run your mouth (So mad for what?)
'Cause you can't keep up, can't keep up
Written by: Ice-T, JOHN ARNOLD, Lochlan Keogh, Mitchell Fogarty, Sabian Lynch, Scott Simpson