Mascot

Line you up lay you down fuckin dumb dumb
Trench in the ground, Boyertown is where I come from
The will to kill is the trait that you lacking
It really happens here I fear you ain't bout that action
Light flashes, you scatter like roaches
Haven't you noticed our motive to never lose focus
Walking the fence
Sides you couldn't switch more
You employee of the month at the bitch store

We had it up to here with the have and the have nots
And you ain't even on the bench no more
No no
You just a mascot
So we strike when the irons hot
You may be headed for the hills but GRIDIRON's not
Now we here to take the crown
So don't make a sound
Line you up lay you down

Too far behind got you living in the dust
You got 99 problems and the biggest one is us
The devils in the details or so it seems
Can't go to those extremes you don't got it in your genes
Me and you
Make your move
Pressure breaks pipes it'll break you too
Round for round we outlasting the bell
Now lets see who makes it faster to hell

Line you up
Line you up
Lay you down