Yo, I was born to fight, Throw the night to you
Face this worn, torn out bite. Put me under this light
and watch me burn down to ashes
as my debree just clashes
against the floor, before,
yet again I raise my-self up
and then we smash heads
face to face, a one on one
no-where to run now son
I got you, you're done
you're down now, it ain't so fun now huh?
I ain't got no gun, puts your hands down
I'll strangle you with your own arm
how does it feel? You're a puppet for real
Now
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