[Verse 1]
Stupid little clay pidgeon
Treating hiphop like a religion
Yo- get out my kitchen
Your mom's callin you
She needs a foot massage
Exit my program
Or face the toe jam
Yo man, why'd you come here in the first place huh?
This meal ticket's meant for kids who dig it when we kick it
Jealousy makes you ugly
So go away man
You scaring my kids

[Chorus]
Next time somebody tells you we're performing somewhere
Just stay at home (You weak little fools)
Next time you see our poster up on the wall
Just stay at home (You weak little fools)
Next time the guy on the radio advertises our shows
Just stay at home (You weak little fools)
You softcore wanna be hard motherfucker
Just stay at home

(It would appear that you weak little fools greatly underestimated how powerful I am!)
You know what I'm saying?

[Verse 2]
Haha, is everybody feeling alright? Yeaaaah
Tonight is a special night
It's Watkin Tudor Jones on the mic
You wanna fight? I'm the guy to speak to
But I don't have to beat you, to defeat you
I'm just like, "Damn, thanks for sharing that with us man
Now, everybody give em a hand, don't you think that was brave?
To just step to the stage? And express all that inner rage
In front of a bunch of total strangers? Whoo! Don't you feel better?"
I was really feeling you my friend
Like those sad movies where everyone cries at the end
But on a lighter note..
You wanna hear this other rhyme I wrote?
Yeah? ...Well here we go...

[Verse 3]
Well it's your favorite Earthling, flirting with disaster once again
Steady chillin' amidst all the hustle and the bustle with a smile on my dial
Like I just got paid, and everyone's smilin' back at me like they just got laid
Don't you snot nose, idiots, standin' there with this shit on your pants
Lookin' at me like I just stole your sucker, better go run tell your mother
Or more like, here's the mic, you wanna flipit? Psych!

[Chorus]
Next time somebody tells you we're performing somewhere
Just stay at home (You weak little fools)
Next time you see our poster up on the wall
Just stay at home (You weak little fools)
Next time the guy on the radio advertises our shows
Just stay at home (You weak little fools)
You softcore wanna be hard motherfucker
Just stay at home

[Interlude]
I am the first assassin
The second assassin
The third assassin
I am the fourth assassin

[Bridge]
Your feet are bigger than your flip flops
Flip flops
Flip flops
Your feet are bigger than your flip flops
Flip flops
Flip flops
Flip

[Chorus]
Next time somebody tells you we're performing somewhere
Just stay at home (You weak little fools)
Next time you see our poster up on the wall
Just stay at home (You weak little fools)
Next time the guy on the radio advertises our shows
Just stay at home (You weak little fools)
You softcore wanna be hard motherfucker
Just stay at home