Letra de Lowlife de Ryker's

straight edge yelling - drugs selling
worthless piece of shit
how can you call yourself true hardcore
when you can't deal with it?
you walk around like (f*cking/lord) scarface
five minor jerks at each hand
i guess they're just too hight to get it
otherwise they would understand...that you're a

lowlife...hardcore wannabe
lowlife...that's what you are for me

there must have been better times
right now i can't remember a single one
all my feelings proved to be mistaken
i thought that we would get along
but you're (just) an oversized leech
draining a scene of its life's blood
close your eyes - get lost
what you see is what you ('ve) got

lowlife...hardcore wannabe
lowlife...that's what you are for me
lowlife...hardcore wannabe
lowlife...stay the f*ck away from me

what you say and what you do
one way or the other comes back to you
i can't say that i have found a cure
but at least i know you...that's for sure

...you f*cking sell out!!!!!!!!