| Welcome to the bloodbath jump into the tub
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| (Fist-fight, death-match come and join the club)
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| Kick-start your face with a metal-clad boot
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| (You should give up now, your retaliation’s moot)
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| Oh Yeah!
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| (Uh Huh!)
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| I’ll run circles round ya, I can touch the sky
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| (I'm gonna make ya hurt and I’m gonna make you cry)
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| You want to mess around? |
| Well come on, let’s go
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| I got no time to waste, let’s start the show
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| I’m the one that your mama said
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| 'Don't mess with them or you’ll end up dead
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| That type they don’t follow any rules'
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| You’re looking tall, you’re looking tough
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| I’m sorry dude, it’s not enough
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| Your girlfriend’s purse won’t help you win this duel
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| The bigger they are then the more that they bleed
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| The deeper the scars that won’t heal
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| (Buckets of pain as they lie there in shame
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| Knowing how true defeat feels)
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| That was born in a nightmare a murderer’s son
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| But I gleam like a blade and I’m harder than iron
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| (Who rose out of filth and was loved by no-one)
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| (I'll steal til you’re blind and defeat you from inside your mind)
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| You’re still standing up? |
| Well let’s go another round
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| (Singin' king of pain and you’re gonna get crowned
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| You like the way I dress? |
| Yeah I know I’m fine)
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| The blood’s gonna stain but it won’t be mine
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| Oh Yeah!
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| Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!
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| Just chill here while I drop into the brush
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| (See you when I land and you’re gonna feel the crush
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| Lay right down and grab a little rest)
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| I guess you didn’t know that you were dealing with the best
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| You shoulda stayed at home today
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| This fisticuff won’t go your way
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| This confrontation isn’t just for school
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| It might be hard to hear me say
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| Kicking your ass is child’s play
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| I hope you’re not crushed by this ridicule
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| A slap on the wrist and a kick to the chin
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| A hint of the flavor of steel
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| (No one to blame it’s the end of the game
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| The humiliation is real)
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| That was ripped from the earth and exposed to the sun
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| By the hate and the beatings defiled by a father
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| (I'll race with your eyes and you’ll never outrun)
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| (Will conquer your mind and will make you fulfil my design) |