You're in my way    You crossed my line    You're in my face   You're on my case, you really waste my time.      Don't like your style    Don't like your sound    You talk too much   You got no touch, you drive it in the ground      I'm gonna step on you    I'm gonna step on you    I'm gonna step on you   I'm gonna step on you      Don't like your smile    Don't like your clothes    Don't like your hair   And I don't care about your ruby pierced nose      You push too far    You talk too loud    You stay too long   You're in my song but you ain't in my crowd      I'm gonna step on you    I'm gonna step on you    I'm gonna step on you   I'm gonna step on you      You ruin my day and you're wrecking my night   I'm biting my lips because I'm ready to fight    I'm gonna sharpen my spikes   I'm gonna strap on my boots    I'm gonna squash you on sight    I'm gonna step on you   Step-step-step-step      You ruin my day and you're wrecking my night   I'm biting my lips because I'm ready to fight    I'm gonna sharpen my spikes   I'm gonna strap on my boots    I'm gonna squash you on sight      Don't leave no message on my telephone   Cut right through the bull, right to the bone   The snow in your nose and the crack in your brain   It used to be cool, now it's just insane      I'm gonna step on you    Step-I'm gonna step on you-step    Step!