f** Getting hit with bullets id rather fight any day If you know that you don't like me Run up and shoot me that fade I ain't scared to get jump having bruises on my face sh** at least a n***a live to go fight another day I learned dat without a father man I got it from the streets Nowadays n***as don't fight all they do is use heat Me I keep guns but that's when I get shot at We got fire power boy best believe we bomb back But bump that Lets drop mac boy And start to splack If we lose the battle best believe them boys coming back Not with guns but with more n***as so we cud mop your a** n***as ribs getting smashed n***as grill getting crashed Kick you on your knees b**h and face getting bashed Be thankful for what you got cuz your a** cud get bag Its too easy I rather whoop your a**.....I rather whoop your a** HOOK: Put the guns' DOWN FIGHT LIKE MAN OH YOU AFFRAID TO GET THUMP Wat YOU SCARED TO SEE THESE HANDS 2ND VERSE: BLOOD CLOT, SWELLIN EYES, CRACKED JAWS, BUSTED LIPS Shirts off, n***as throwing blows,damn they moving quick n***as scared to get slammed chocked or even punch out Oh ima grab my pistol that's how n***as punk out Im simply just asking Yall to bring the violence back Put all the guns away and bring the fighting back You doing 10 20 life cuz n***as looked at you hard When you could of ran up on his sh** and left him with a broke jaw Innocent people get hit off of your foolishness I bet your beef is bull and you ain't proven sh** Like I said Its too easy n***as cud get whack I rather ran up on your a** Hook n***as don't fight no more!!!