| My backs up against the wall about to react but the mass of my temper is short
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| its been
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| Hard to ignore, hit them with a jab and aim straight for the jaw
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| Then come examine the blackening of my veins they made it all happen watching
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| actions
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| Picking up on the patterns I’m just here to relax and you know I’ve been
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| Looking real hard for the peace grinding my teeth I can see you smiling want to
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| see the violence I bring?
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| You must unaware, complacent, drunk or just fucking crazy you’re best to mind
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| your fucking business or my knuckles minding faces
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| Because I been pushed to the edge and it seems that you’re the fuel to my fire
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| and I’ve tried to keep peace
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| And I’ve been, pushed to the edge and it seems that you’re the fuel to my fire
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| and I’ve tried to keep the peace
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| Either you be silent or its silence I guarantee best believe that silence is
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| the key
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| Either you be silent or its silence I guarantee best believe that silence is
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| the key
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| Because I been pushed to the edge and it seems that you’re the fuel to my fire
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| and I’ve tried to keep peace
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| Either you be silent or its silence I guarantee best believe that silence is
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| the key
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| The motherfucking key
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| (2nd Verse)
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| My backs up against the wall, you’ve pushed to far forcing it down my core,
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| what’s about to explore is all this anger that I have stored I feel rejection,
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| my anger projecting towards they’re motherfucking head leaving a fat fist full
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| of impressions, they want to act up so I react with a vengeance
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| (BRIDGE/OUTRO)
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| So just take another step bitch, I need you gone realise I bust skin and bruise
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| eyes
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| I need you to throw another death stare that aggression I’ve never feared,
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| underestimated like cheating death you’ll never make it so beware
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| You’re pushing me close to the edge so just beware, the straps on this straight
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| jacket are disconnecting I can see the fear
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| In those motherfucking eyes and its clear I’ve been giving them a lot to talk
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| about but their mouth gets shut when I hit them with a fist, underground gain
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| sound when you hear me spit
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| Scars represent regret, memories you can forget stained by the circle of beast
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| the C.O.B is too legit
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| Making laws just to break them we take them out breaking faces
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| Leave atheist fucking praying, make way for the path of Satan
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| Bringing on the fucking sickness vaccinated by the fist of the viscous,
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| malnutrition mass murderer skin itching bitches when it comes to brawling,
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| million dollar baby I feel I’m boxing with a lady, hands striking unnoticed,
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| losing focus unconscious but awakened to smell the roses, how can you?
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| Your nose has been broken |