But im sick of the fighting
Straight g thing, double m g thing
Fighting crews arrive running right rampant
You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and
Where i had the hockey puck replaced with a grenade!
Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid
With shards of ice and glass
Little light in the ass
Fighting vicious like please
You gotta breathe and be at ease
Then put it into sex drive
People say my heart is cold as ice
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