Fight

Yeah, yeah come on
You grew up on the street
Must know the rules
Games, fights, where your "I"
Fight...
Hurt your feelings, hit first
Bring the offender to his knees
Gather your nerves into a ball
I've seen you're not bad in battle.
Muscles of steel and the mind is not offended
come on
You're not some kind of major sucker, are you
Who is humiliated by his own habits
And you don't have bad friends.
They won't leave you in trouble,
and they'll ask for you.
So let's hit the snout
Gather all the anger into a fist and hit, hit,
hit Before the rage in you cools down
Bitch, bitch
Kick your ass...