My fist, Your face!

My fist your face now
The face of a coward is always the back of his head
As their running away
Rage mixed with sorrow I'm picking over words that you said
As I'm plotting your downfall
What's in my head flows through my arms into my fists and we're on it yeah
What's in my head we're here again I know how I'm going end it

My fist your face now
My knee your head yeah
Because your'll be rolling in your blood yeah trying to find your broken teeth
You'll be pleading for your life now praying on your bended knees

Your shooting your mouth off I'm going to get you
Your got ideas well above your station
I'm going to put you back in your place
The air that your breathing it's such a waste
I'm biding my time yeah I'm going to get you
Your on my list now there's no hope for you
I'm going put you back in your place
The air that you breathing it's such a waste

My fist your face now
My knee your head yeah
Because your'll be rolling in your blood yeah trying to find your broken teeth
You'll be pleading for your life now praying on your bending knees.



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Mills
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