the fight
Don't get me wrong because Im skinny like a stickI bet you that i will pick up a brick
I know i can handle myself in a fight
You probley would have me seeing a light
but i bet you that i will bite
Bite you so bad that your skin will turn bright
so meet me tonight an ill show you if i can fight.
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