The Comeback

I don't care where you're from
But now you're in my home.
Watch your mouth, recognize,
This aint where the weak roam.
No fighting and fussin everyday
we like to keep the pice.
Step over the line.
After the third time.
In pieces you'll leave this place.
Malice that has gone unchecked.
Bullshit man it makes me sick
To sit and think in retrospect
Just far how we have come.
No nazis or police in sight
Just crybabies that think theyre right
From center left its all a farce
I wish you would drop out.
Claim to be a hard man
But we all know that youre a chump
Forever talking wreckless
Show your face youre getting stomped
You say you want change
But only if youre at the top
You say you want change
But afraid to make a heart beat stop
I don't know how
You expect to make a difference
without violence or bloodshed
These is facts not an inference
Your militia is made up
Of cowardice and repetition
Everyone agrees validation's your only mission
Weak ass motherfuckers
You are not my breed cats
like you a dime a dozen you're not what I need
Still knuckle dragging like it ain't no thang
HARM CITY!



Credits
Writer(s): Akil Godsey, Chris Gonzalez, Ray Lee
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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