I've had enough Of all the stupid trends You kids can't stand on your own You're nothing without your friends You'll never go against The hardcore
rumble in the crowd A fight breaks out, someone starts clouting me, Call in the Army oooh Call in the Army Call in the Army oooh Call in the Army... The Park Lane punch
be swept? It's just so hard to believe there's a way out of here! FACE THE BLOOD AGAIN! FACE THE BLOOD AGAIN AND AGAIN! FACE THE BLOOD AGAIN! FACE THE
nice to meet you. You are very cute. Robo man. I cant help my self I'm in love, And when I get back from outter space I'm gonna punch him in his face
on your old block Do you strike those years from the record? Or do you take em face to face? I know you're one to pull no punches honey And I love you
Cause I love ya I love ya I'll hug ya I'll hug ya We can keep it fine But don't you cross the line Or I'll be Punchin you in your sleep Wake up hurtin
wet up Big time, some motherfucker dropped a dime But even in the flurry of gun shots My adrenaline was boilin' hot I crash down on the floor of the ride Punch
E.cuts the records and the yellow nigger gets loose No static,just much respect Truck my Rolex when I cruise the projects A fly brother that is hard to figure I punch
has got you Comin' to the jamboree to hear the poetry And when you break north, the melody Stick to your mind like paste, it can't be erased Face to face
scratched to get his shot And he never kissed ass on his way to the top He says hey man, here I am Rocking the stage and shaking the stands With the punch
it's fashion (x3) It's strobelight, it's fashion, it's strobelight It's rollacoasta! slap me in my face, punch me in the eye. do me how you want baby
, a nigga made it Goddamn, a nigga made it cremated in the church Lord knows I'm blessed Write every lawyer so you know I'm stressed A punch in the face
all mean? I can almost taste it Yeah, I can't stop now This maybe be the last chance I get To be famous You dream of trading places I have been changing faces
la la la la la la i love you so much i wanna light you on fire show you how hot you are i want you so bad, i wanna punch you in your face hit you
There's no guarantee Smile's in the makin' You gotta fight the powers that be Got so many forces Stayin' on the scene Givin' up all around me Faces full
Stab, bawl, punch, crawl I know what I am, I'm Berlin Through cracked, blackened memories of unit dispersal I face the impregnable wall Stab, bawl, punch
my shoes thata??ll just eliminate any excuse and why entertain em old me woulda?? a lost my sensea??s ya??all just helping the new me regain em been punched in the face
ee Ooh, baby, ooh ee It's that million dollar bash Well, I looked at my watch I looked at my wrist I punched myself in the face With my fist I took