If the last thing you did was the last thing you do He hung up the phone without saying goodbye Kept his eyes on the road and his fists clinched tight It was all over something that didn't matter at all But he just had to tell her that she was wrong Then

Don't break me and shut me out So take me and let me in As days go by, my heart grows cold I can't seem let this all pass me by Does anyone around me feel the same Put your fist up and vent your pain This is just a story of a broken soul Take me and let

This is sweet revenge And karma's a bitch You glutton for punishment What did you expect? Yet still you talk Try to fight but I will watch you fall A fistful of fear in my hands A bullet of betrayal in my brain

To whom it may concern and for those who are listening Were fighting hard but its not with our fist n' Recruiting soldiers livicated to this mission To disect this bushwick system To disect this bushwick system Trying to ride that thin line that divide

Step to me, step to me motherfucker I don't remember asking you about your imperfections You might win one battle But know this, I'll win the fucking war! Strapped with rage, got no patience for victims Sick and tired of the whole fuckin' world Zip your

I like to believe he's the chosen one I like to believe he's the fallen one Dead but rising Dear wind of Mississippi can you call him by name I have followed his wings on a sunny day I raise the fist, raise the fist with power and fate And wishing that

I can feel this pain is real I hate deep down inside And like broken glass you'll shatter With bloody fists I'll batter Like a ten ton hammer, son I can't stand or take another day my friend You could learn a thing or two I am the thing that makes you

They deserve to die Violence is legitimate is causes such as this Cruel retribution is fitting Vengeance will be dealt out with ruthless iron fist Worthless filth receive no mercy Plans have been completed and the time is drawing near Punishment will be

And experience robs me of hope Without thinking of them I said there's two kinds of men in this world and you're neither of them And his fist Cut the smoke I had an eighth of a second to wonder if he got the joke And in the car

My heart bleeds for none but my own I am only nothing, I am only this Will not take the hate dealt from your hands Years of pain I will take and hone Manifest with your broken bones I am just a man with there two fists You have asked forgiveness