ye the heat is as fast as light flow as hot as a sun in the night sky. out on street got to stay on my feet there is a punch up and a sorrowful mother saying lunch up. ye next day comes around and here comes the town, its the match of season and I haven't committed treason , the gangs with their guns shooting and killing just for fun, the match will commence inside a barricaded fence, ai there it goes the huge explode bodies on the street and i got nothing to eat