So you ride on down on your highest
Horse, expecting to par the entire course.
Well you might just witness the rise and fall
Of the fighter that's never been fighting before.
Well I guess you've never heard of the rules of engagement.
Your waiting for him and he sends his mate,
And they're waving their hands like they wanna have a
Word like they think that the chance that the ambushed worked.
And all this mess is on your head,
When you shot me dead who knows who cares and I guess that it figures
That the messenger pulled the trigger & the
Kid who's acting bigger is a kid like myself .
And all this mess is on your head,
You shot me dead who knows who cares and I guess that it figures that
The messenger pulled the trigger,
The kids acting bigger, is a kid like myself.
So you ride all day and you ride all night what you've owed him once
Now you owe him twice and the things that you've seen know they
Don't seem nice do you think they'll expect a return this time?
But I've got clean eyes and an open mind and I'm not blind to the
Element of suprise and there's no time to be putting on the
Disguise if he says that he's trying I'm telling you he's lying
And all this mess, do you think that I need this?
Think I wanna compete with boys in other boyish places?
And your appetite is faceless cause your tongue is tasteless I'd
Rather be on my feet than on my knees when I have to face my makers
And all this mess is on your head,
When you shot me dead who knows who cares and I guess that it figures
That the messenger pulled the trigger,
The kid who was acting bigger, was a kid like myself.
You like to spend your nights in bars,
Your kicks are getting delivered out of blacked out cars,
But it don't make your kicks ever twice as hard
And you'll never make your mates fight like ours.