Street Fight
I popped the lock on heaven's gate
The bright lights and sinking fates
Just off Woodland at half past 8
Sit still, deal the thrill
Tip my hat from brim to bill
Then move on up the hill
Stepping out on the same old street
Mid December but I'm packing heat
Like tractor beams we're locking eyes
Tell me baby what is your desire
Tell me why I'm the man to hire
The hourglass is dying
Down the alley there was a street fight
Passed the van, there up on the right
Take the cash, there's no other plan
Make it fast, that's why you're the man
Fire fast don't feel the pain
The forecast is slow today
Hit the pedal and pull away
There's goes another brother blown away
And another one staking claim
The way the game is played
Down the alley there was a street fight
Passed the van, there up on the right
Take the cash, there's no other plan
Make it fast, that's why you're the man
Hand on the hip
I thought I saw myself
Hands in the air
I thought I saw myself
I saw it in you
Down the alley there was a street fight
Passed the van, there up on the right
Take the cash, there's no other plan
Make it fast, that's why you're the man
Hand on the hip
I thought I saw myself
Hands in the air
I thought I saw myself
I saw it in you
The bright lights and sinking fates
Just off Woodland at half past 8
Sit still, deal the thrill
Tip my hat from brim to bill
Then move on up the hill
Stepping out on the same old street
Mid December but I'm packing heat
Like tractor beams we're locking eyes
Tell me baby what is your desire
Tell me why I'm the man to hire
The hourglass is dying
Down the alley there was a street fight
Passed the van, there up on the right
Take the cash, there's no other plan
Make it fast, that's why you're the man
Fire fast don't feel the pain
The forecast is slow today
Hit the pedal and pull away
There's goes another brother blown away
And another one staking claim
The way the game is played
Down the alley there was a street fight
Passed the van, there up on the right
Take the cash, there's no other plan
Make it fast, that's why you're the man
Hand on the hip
I thought I saw myself
Hands in the air
I thought I saw myself
I saw it in you
Down the alley there was a street fight
Passed the van, there up on the right
Take the cash, there's no other plan
Make it fast, that's why you're the man
Hand on the hip
I thought I saw myself
Hands in the air
I thought I saw myself
I saw it in you
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Weber
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