Fist of Rage

And I made this money

And I made this money

This money is me

This money is everything I do and see

Who are you to judge me?

Just let me be and let me breathe

I see this whole world headed for damnation

And I'm ready to leave

I can't believe this whole world twisted me

You - bigots, you fakes, you wannabes

I see the future and its looking grim

A lake of fire looking like a gonks whip

I'm a fist of rage (one foot in the grave)

I'm a fist of rage (far from saved)

I'm a fist of rage (in a broken state)

(I'm a razor blade slitting through a wrist of hate)

I'm a fist of rage

I'm a fist of rage

I'm a fist of rage

Crack another bottle and let me knock one back

Huh-huh, Slim Jim's

And the tin men grins

Dead heads with dreads

And all the feds growing shark fins

Huh-huh, my girls knocked up

We're in love but she's young and yo, I think am gonna get locked up

I couldn't cut the mustard with a Ginsu

And a twist of brown for all the - I been through

I'm looking for love, but it's got too many damn faces

I can't win even with these four aces

My place is here in the mix with the tricks and sickos

I spend G's but only make nickels

My soul tickles

But this ain't even fun and games

My heart bleeds from the pleasures of the pain

My fuse is short and its lit like me I should have fought

It's sketchy

It's getting hard to see

My heart bleeds, believe it every dying breath

These people take and they take

Until there's nothing left

I'm a fist of rage

I'm a fist of rage

I'm a fist of rage

I'm a fist of rage (one foot in the grave)

I'm a fist of rage (far from saved)

I'm a fist of rage (in a broken state)

(I'm a razor blade slitting through a wrist of hate) c'mon, uh (yeah)

C'mon

Uh, facedown

You feeling bold with me

You're up a creek, and you don't know it

Finger on the trigger but your punk - is scared to pull it

And I know it

Because the fear you hide your eyes show it

Payback on your - because you roll the tune you know I owe it

Now when you're going down bet I'll be blowing up

Hear the sound of a shotgun cock and realise you're -

I hope you see my middle finger from the stage

(Feel me coming, feel me coming)

(Feel me coming, feel me coming)

I'm a fist of rage (one foot in the grave)

I'm a fist of rage (far from saved)

I'm a fist of rage (in a broken state)

(I'm a razor blade slitting through a wrist of hate)

I'm a fist of rage

I'm a fist of rage

I'm a fist of rage