Mascot

Line you up, lay you down, fuckin' dumb-dumb

Trench in the ground, Boyertown, 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

You ain't about it

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 iron's 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, let's see who makes it faster to hell

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 iron's 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

Line you up

Line you up

Lay you down

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 iron's 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