Testo: Chambers. Old Love. Ripper.

Hacksawed and I?m out the door
Drew some blood but don?t care no more
Think they caught me but I couldn?t say
Don?t matter judge me either way
You might call me a piece of scum
I?m not loyal to just anyone
Call me a friend, a fiend, or a foe
I?m three-in-one and that?s for sure
And it goes to show
I come from a place nobody really knows
And I don?t care
If have to always call my home nowhere
You might say I?m a dangerous man
Answer to no one when I make my plans
I?m piss poor at consideration
And expert at ego masturbation
Beat my rep nearly half to death
Never change until I take my last breath
Call me a friend, a fiend, or a foe
I?m three-in-one and that?s for sure