Kill all the new jacks; you wanna hear my reasons?
First off, you come and go like the seasons
Find a trend, dispatch a friend to represent real hard
It's how you seek approval among the other retards
Word up-you bunch of herbs; we fought for this and sacrificed
When we came around, it wasn't nothing nice-you hadda earn your stripes
As far as props go, I never bothered to collect
Your hardcore hierarchy is something that I reject
Secondly, and this ain't no mystery
The bands you jock are wack and don't know their history
You're age discriminators who don't acknowledge the originators
(So) spend your whole time following the imitators
Don't get it twisted-I'm not even a hater
Just can't bring myself to respect such blatant emulators
As far as props go, I never bothered to collect
Your hardcore hierarchy is something that I reject
Abuse of the term hardcore is a punishable offense
The legitimate languish on my side of the fence
Never sold out my ideals, or adopted trends to stay relevant
Been consistent for years; every room needs its elephant
Stop pissing and moaning; "you're so misunderstood"
I stage-dived before you were born to bands that were actually good