Brass Knuckles

Studded gloves?
Or brass knuckles?
What are gonna use the make the Cunt crippled?
For this piece of shit I won't act Fucking civil

Beat 'em with brass knuckles
Beat 'em with brass knuckles
Say it again
Beat em with brass knuckles
Beat em with brass knuckles

He's feeling up on girls
The sight of him makes me wanna fucking hurl
I swear I'm gonna punch him in the fucking gut.
He's gonna know what's fucking what
This creep better run
Or I'll blow his brains out with a shotgun

Beat 'em with brass knuckles
Beat 'em with brass knuckles
Say it again
Beat 'em with brass knuckles
Beat 'em with brass knuckles

We will gather a group of us
And show that mother fucker what's up
Leave him bleeding on the ground
In the alley way face down
He thinks karma won't get his ass?
I'll beat him down with my favorite brass

Beat 'em with brass knuckles
Beat 'em with brass knuckles
Say it again
Beat 'em with brass knuckles
Beat 'em with brass knuckles



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Writer(s): Ramona Price
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