Hit The Deck
You wrote my name on the wall
It drove you fucking insane
When I took away the control
Of a thing you didn't create
Comes as no surprise, try to take me down
Maybe you wanted a war
Could it be you're just saving face?
Every day I see more and more
The hate you're saving for me
Shoot your mouth off fool
Words cannot kill fate
You and me will never get along
Wanna see you on the floor, now
Hit the Deck
Hit it, better drop hit the deck, hit it
Hit it, watch your back, hit the ground
Hit it, you better not start static, punk
My fists are automatic
Hit it, better drop hit the deck, hit it
Hit it, your mouths are tragic
My tongue is fully loaded
You're gonna feel my automatic
My tongue is fully loaded
You're gonna feel my automatic
I never wanted the greed
I never wanted the games
I only wanted to speak
Now I think it's a crying shame
I can feel nothing, I'm just numb inside
One day I'll see you I'm sure
You can say that shit to my face
Did you really think that you could
Turn my friends to my enemies
I reload my mind
Got you in my sights
You and me will never get along
Wanna see you on the floor, now
Hit the Deck
Hit it, better drop hit the deck, hit it
Hit it, watch your back, hit the ground
Hit it, you better not start static, punk
My fists are automatic
Hit it, better drop hit the deck, hit it
Hit it, your mouths are tragic
My tongue is fully loaded
You're gonna feel my automatic
My tongue is fully loaded
You're gonna feel my automatic
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky now
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky now
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky now
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky punk
Arm yourself, yeah arm yourself
I am right here
You and me will never get along
Wanna see you on the floor, now
Hit the Deck
Hit it, better drop hit the deck, hit it
Hit it, watch your back, hit the ground
Hit it, you better not start static, punk
My fists are automatic
Hit it, better drop hit the deck, hit it
Hit it, your mouths are tragic
My tongue is fully loaded
You're gonna feel my automatic
My tongue is fully loaded
You're gonna feel my automatic
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky now
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky now
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky now
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky punk
It drove you fucking insane
When I took away the control
Of a thing you didn't create
Comes as no surprise, try to take me down
Maybe you wanted a war
Could it be you're just saving face?
Every day I see more and more
The hate you're saving for me
Shoot your mouth off fool
Words cannot kill fate
You and me will never get along
Wanna see you on the floor, now
Hit the Deck
Hit it, better drop hit the deck, hit it
Hit it, watch your back, hit the ground
Hit it, you better not start static, punk
My fists are automatic
Hit it, better drop hit the deck, hit it
Hit it, your mouths are tragic
My tongue is fully loaded
You're gonna feel my automatic
My tongue is fully loaded
You're gonna feel my automatic
I never wanted the greed
I never wanted the games
I only wanted to speak
Now I think it's a crying shame
I can feel nothing, I'm just numb inside
One day I'll see you I'm sure
You can say that shit to my face
Did you really think that you could
Turn my friends to my enemies
I reload my mind
Got you in my sights
You and me will never get along
Wanna see you on the floor, now
Hit the Deck
Hit it, better drop hit the deck, hit it
Hit it, watch your back, hit the ground
Hit it, you better not start static, punk
My fists are automatic
Hit it, better drop hit the deck, hit it
Hit it, your mouths are tragic
My tongue is fully loaded
You're gonna feel my automatic
My tongue is fully loaded
You're gonna feel my automatic
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky now
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky now
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky now
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky punk
Arm yourself, yeah arm yourself
I am right here
You and me will never get along
Wanna see you on the floor, now
Hit the Deck
Hit it, better drop hit the deck, hit it
Hit it, watch your back, hit the ground
Hit it, you better not start static, punk
My fists are automatic
Hit it, better drop hit the deck, hit it
Hit it, your mouths are tragic
My tongue is fully loaded
You're gonna feel my automatic
My tongue is fully loaded
You're gonna feel my automatic
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky now
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky now
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky now
Look at yourself and decide
You feelin' lucky punk
Credits
Writer(s): Stuart Sisler, Alan John Redmond, Stephen Przybysz, Carl Redmond, Tim Lalonde
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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