Familiar with his kind, he'll beat someone down for fun
He's got an ax to grind and he'll target anyone
Brass knuckled in his pocket, steel-toed shoes
Life of the party when you factor in booze
Familiar with his kind and he'll target anyone
Violence, when will they learn?
Time's running out and the tables will turn
The days have been numbered and your number's comin' up
He's got a group of friends and they're all like minded guys
The fun never ends and the party it never dies
Somebody crossed their path at the worst time to do it
Toes to the temple and he didn't live through it
He's got a group of friends, they'll target anyone
Violence, when will they learn?
Time's running out and the tables will turn
The days have been numbered and your number's coming up
Senseless, when will they learn?
Time's running out and the tables will turn
The days have been numbered and your number's coming up
The charge what? Homicide?
Alone he took the fall
His friends all testified
They weren't there at all and he
Cried like a baby when his sentence was passed
For himself and not the victim
But this victim was his last
Yes, it was his last victim
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Still familiar with his kind
Too many of them left behind
Up to all that he once was
No other reason, just because
Too many incidents, none are isolated
Each coincidence is closely related
Familiar with his kind and he'll target anyone
Ah
Violence, when will they learn?
Time's running out and the tables will turn
The days have been numbered and your number's coming up
Senseless, when will they learn?
Time's running out and the tables will turn
The days have been numbered and your number's coming up