Streets 4 O'clock
A frenzy unravelling in gravel friends and enemies
holla from the rabble jab the body, grab a collar ...as
clumsy as it may be I'll gouge out and get in any dig
at 4 o'clock today im gonna punch you in your face
I hear giggles and whispers and smirks all serious I
spy em in their eyes 2 minutes til 2, 2 hours flew by
since insighting this duel with you
at 4 o'clock today im gonna punch you in your face
i dont like the pain, i wont try and say im not
frightend today you're fighter with height i will be
beaten, i will be eating some teeth this evening
at 4 o'clock today im gonna punch you in your face
me you wont know by name, and everybody knows your
imposing wide frame in folklore but if you can believe
it - this beef means nothing to me but to only provoke
war
at 4 o'clock today im gonna punch you in your face
trees swaying in the sky, the sun is surprisingly
bright for a day to be terrified white control those
nerves, hold on - observe
at 4 o'clock today im gonna punch you in your face
A frenzy unravelling in gravel friends and enemies
holla from the rabble jab the body, grab a collar as
clumsy as it may be I'll gouge out and get in any dig
unlike the movies, twisting wrists, fists kissing and
flailing throws the bumps and the bruises, the thumping
and booting in the blackness after the break of my nose
at 4 o'clock today im gonna punch you in your face
so why fight, why take a baking, why when everyone 'll
call me a fool cause they'll see in the moment me fight
my fight, despite being violently schooled people
choose their battles and not needless bleeding even the
brave want the easiest rattle cause in their minds
their making them feel like I would fight them so when
in life Im not required to again this fight is not
about you and me its for all the people I might fight
that see,
at 4′oclock today im gonna puch you in your face, at
4′oclock today im gonna punch you in your face
