Hey you, get out of my way
I own this path, I walk this path
Get out of my way.
You low-life scum
All you do is try to bring me down;
Try to trip me up,
Get out of my way.
You see what`s ahead of me,
the sparkle of gold that waits just beyond
so you get it in your brain
to fool me into giving myself up
But I am wiser than you, fool,
Get out of my way.
I see it in your blind eyes, bat
I see your stinking leer, you skunk
The thumping of your deformed heart reaches my ears
I loathe you, every nauseating part of you,
Get the hell out of my way.
I have beat your minions
The goal post is just before me
waiting to receive my winning shot
But then you apparate before me
bringing with you the smell of your brimstone abode
but I ain`t scared of you.
Drawing my leg back for this last Shaolin Soccer kick,
I scream,
`Get out of my way!`
