[Intro] One, two! One, two, three, ow! [Verse 1] Wake up, kids, we got the dreamers' disease Age fourteen, they got you down on your knees So polite, we're busy still saying please Frienemies, who, when you're down, ain't your friend Every night we smash a Mercedes-Benz First we run, and then we laugh till we cry [Pre-Chorus] But when the night...Learn More