Testo Close Talk? No Way!

Close talk? No Way! If you're gonna sing then get the timing right. You sodomize with bottles when you're in a fight. Straight edge drug dealer, your
time is up. Close talk me again and your throat is cut. You're not a track star, i'll run you down. The air smells funny whenever you're around. The shit
you say doesn't resemble words. You're just another lost cause to the jaded herds. Close talk? No Way! KICK IT!