The Way of the Fist

Break this shit down Zoltan, open the sky You want it, you got it Everything you needed and more You said it, I heard it Careful what you wish for Deleted, defeated, everything you've ever been No mercy, it's the way of the fist Strapped with rage, got no patience for victims Sick and tired of the whole fuckin' world I don't remember asking you about your imperfections You might win one battle But know this, I'll win the fucking war End of the goddamn road (right) Step to me, step to me, motherfucker Zip your lip, you've run out of time Step to me, step to me, motherfucker Talk the talk, now walk the damn line Deserve it, you earned it, got yourself a fuckin' war Believe it, you need it, face down on the fuckin' floor I hate it, can't take it, wanna break your fuckin' bones No mercy, you fagot, should've left it all alone Strapped with rage, got no patience for victims Sick and tired of the whole fuckin' world I don't remember asking you about your imperfections You might win one battle But know this, I'll win the fucking war As you crash and burn One, two, f******u (right) Step to me, step to me, motherfucker Zip your lip, you've run out of time Step to me, step to me, motherfucker Talk the talk, now walk the damn line Step to me, step to me, motherfucker Shut your face, it's your turn to die Step to me, step to me, anybody Talk the shit, your ass is mine I don't remember asking you about your imperfections You might win one battle But know this, I'll win the fucking war --- The Way of the Fist - Five Finger Death Punch