Lowlife Lyrics - Singles - Rykers

Straight edge yelling, drugs selling 

Worthless piece of shit 

How can you call yourself true hardcore 

When you can?t deal with it? 

You walk around like scarface 

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Five minor jerks at each hand 

I guess they?re just too height to get it 

Otherwise they would understand that you?re a 

Lowlife, hardcore wannabe 

Lowlife, that?s what you are for me 

There must have been better times 

Right now, I can?t remember a single one 

All my feelings proved to be mistaken 

I thought that we would get along 

But you?re an oversized leech 

(Just) 

Draining a scene of its life?s blood 

Close your eyes, get lost 

What you see is what you got 

(Have) 

Lowlife, hardcore wannabe 

Lowlife, that?s what you are for me 

Lowlife, hardcore wannabe 

Lowlife, stay the fuck away from me 

What you say and what you do 

One way or the other comes back to you 

I can?t say that I have found a cure 

But at least I know you, that?s for sure 

You fucking sell out