Bradley Hathaway The Annoying Hardcore Dude That Goes Too Far Lyrics

I am hardcore.
I will windmill kick you in the face.
Everybody back up, make a circle, let's destroy this place.
The lights are low and I'm about to go off.
Here comes the break down, ka-ra-te chop!
Raise up your arms, make an X if you're down.
Me and my crew, we own this stinkin' town.
Watch out for my fist, your face it will kiss on purpose.
I'm tough and I'm ticked.

I don't slow dance, I don't salsa dance, forget the tango.
I don't slam dance you idiot, I dance hardcore.
On the floor, I'm the man you've never seen before. When the drummer yells, "go!" it's my time to blow.

And in between songs.
I yell at the band, cause I don't care what they have to say.
I'm not here to learn anything anyway.
I'm here to dance.
In the zone, in a trance.

I don't smoke cigarettes, but if she's willing I'll drop my pants.
Promiscuous I am, but I'm vegan, I don't eat ham or any of that stuff cause it's bad for you, right?
Save the animals, forget the sweatshop scandals!

I do not shop at hot topic.
I am not Mall Core,
I am hardcore.
Madball, Hatebreed, Throwdown, Terror.
I own all their records on colored vinyl, limited edition and hand numbered.
But you won't see me asking for no autograph.
I ain't lookin' like no fool.
I ain't no pop culture tool.

If they ain't screamin', I ain't listenin'.
If they ain't got a blast beat, I ain't tappin' my feet.
I eat emo pansies for breakfast, and give their little t-shirts to my little sister.
So cry about it you messenger bag, purse carrying whatever.

I wear girl pants, but I'm h___phobic.
Yet the way I'm always huggin' on my homeboys you sure wouldn't know it.
I've had my ears stretched an inch since back in '96. Somebody told me hardcore was a place to share what you believe, but I didn't like what dude said, so I flipped him off and told him to leave.

I'm mad at society because my parents won't buy me a new computer, even though I asked politely.
My playstation 2 is broken, but my Xbox works.
When that breaks though, something will hit the fan and I'll express myself with rage and anger, just like a man.
Cause that's how it's done, right?
You get mad and start a fight, right? I think I may, I think I might, take my insecurities out on that punk in the pit tonight.

Cause really, I am just insecure.
More than that, I'm kinda scared and hurting inside. And I don't know how to deal with it.
I don't know what being a man means.
I thought acting tough was the way to go.

But now that I think about it... I'm emo.