If you meet me in the dark you'd better run 'Cause my fists moves with the speed of light You're helpless before me, I tell you son, So just step out of my sight
I'll crunch you under my heal And my arms moves like a spinning wheel My religion is to kill-and kill I will If you don't take my advice
So don't hang on me 'Cause you're born to be
-Knocked out-heading for the floor -Knocked out-spitting teeth around -Knocked out-you're flying through the door -Knocked out-with a roaring sound
I'm hunting in the streets in dark nights For someone about to try my skill But they always turns around, around and run 'Cause they know what my hands can do
So don't hang on me 'Cause you're born to be
-Knocked out-heading for the floor -Knocked out-spitting teeth around -Knocked out-you're flying through the door -Knocked out-with a roaring sound
I got you up against wall And I'm ready to strike as you can see But now I hear some sirence call Guess they're coming after me
They'll save you this time But next you will be
-Knocked out-heading for the floor -Knocked out-spitting teeth around -Knocked out-you're flying through the door -Knocked out-with a roaring soundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
