Fist Made of Brick

Every kick of the bass turning mountains to dust
I'm the chemicals inside that makes you combust
I'll burn up your face, 'till you ficking concussed
Every human is waste, I live in disgust
Talk is so cheap, do not come talk to me
I've been sitting and staring so silent for weeks
Shut the fuck up or you're gonna get beat
Knock up or buck up, let's go to the streets

Fist made of brick
Get your blood on my shit
Dressed in black, i never drip
I'm a shark, you're shrimp
Fist made of brick
Get your blood on my shit
Dressed in black, i never drip
I'm a shark, you're shrimp



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Writer(s): Benjiman Reilley Roach
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