Square Up (Un-Cut)

You talk your shit through a fence, thinking I won't bite back

You act like a man, till a man reacts

Same old fake threats, same old tough tone

But I was raised where men stand alone

You puff up your chest, but your boots don't fit

Talking like a king, but you ain't built for this shit

You swing with your mouth, but I swing with my hands

You step to mine, you'll meet where I stand

You've been throwing rocks, thinking I'll fucking fold

But I bled in dirt that your kind won't hold

If you're coming for mine, then square up, son

This ain't your ground to stand on

You bark all out, but your heart's gone rust

Middle finger up, I don't give a fuck

You lie to match, I lie to flame

You talk that shit, I'll say your name

So load your mouth up, bring your guts

If you're coming for mine, then square up

I've been broke, then buried and burned

Every scar's a page from what I've learned

I don't need your praise, I don't need your crowd

I just speak my truth, and I speak it loud

You call me trouble, call me wild, call me pain

But you're just mad I don't play your game

I don't kiss rings, I don't play soft

I walk through hell with the devil pissed off

You talk your poison, I use it like fuel

Keep running that mouth, keep looking like a fool

If you're coming for mine, then square up, son

This ain't your ground to stand on

You bark all out, but your heart's gone rust

Middle finger up, I don't give a fuck

You lie to match, I'll raise the flame

You talk that shit, I'll say your name

So load your mouth up, bring your guts

If you're coming for mine, then square up

I don't talk tough, I just stand tall

I've been hit, knocked down, and I still want more

So if you're gonna swing, swing, clean, swing true

Cause I don't miss, and I don't undo

Every scar I wear's a badge I earned

Every threat you make's a bridge I burned

You talk that talk, but can you stand that heat

I fight for mine, no retreat

If you're coming for mine, then square up, son

This ain't your ground to stand on

You bark all out, but your talk's just dust

Middle finger up, I don't give a fuck

You lie to match, I'll raise the flame

You talk that shit, I'll say your name

You can swing your hate, but you'll run out of luck

If you're coming for mine, then square the fuck up

Square up

You wanted a war, now you got one

No fear, no faith, just dirt, steel, and backbone