The Way of the Fist

Song The Way of the Fist
Artist Five Finger Death Punch
Album The Way Of The Fist

Lyrics

作曲 : Bathory ...
Break that ************t down
Zoltan, open the sky
You want it, you got it
Everything you needed and more
You said it,
I heard it
Careful what you wish for
Deleted, defeated
Everything you’ve ever been
No mercyIt’s the way of the fist
Strapped with rage
Got no patience for victims
Sick and tired
Of the whole *******’ world
I don’t remember asking you
About your imperfections
You might win one battle
But know this,
I’ll win the *******’ war
End of the goddamn road, right
Step to me, step to me, mother******
Zip your lip, you've run out of time
Step to me, step to me, mother******
Talk the talk now, walk the damn line
Deserve it, you earned it
Got yourself a *******’ war
Believe it, you need it
Face down on the *******’ floor
I hate it, can’t take it
Wanna break your *******’ bones
No mercy, you *******
Should have left it all alone
Strapped with rage
Got no patience for victims
Sick and tired
Of the whole *******’ world
I don’t remember asking you
About your imperfections
You might win one battle
But know this,
I’ll win the *******’ war
As you crash and burn
One, two, ******* you, right
Step to me, step to me, mother******
Zip your lip, you’ve run out of time
Step to me, step to me, mother******
Talked the talk now, walk the damn line
Step to me, step to me, mother******
Shut your face, it’s your turn to die
Step to me, step to me, anybody
Talk the ************t, your ass is mine
I don’t remember asking you
About your imperfections
You might win one battle
But know this,
I'll win the ******* war

Pinyin

zuò qǔ : Bathory ...
Break that t down
Zoltan, open the sky
You want it, you got it
Everything you needed and more
You said it,
I heard it
Careful what you wish for
Deleted, defeated
Everything you' ve ever been
No mercyIt' s the way of the fist
Strapped with rage
Got no patience for victims
Sick and tired
Of the whole ' world
I don' t remember asking you
About your imperfections
You might win one battle
But know this,
I' ll win the ' war
End of the goddamn road, right
Step to me, step to me, mother
Zip your lip, you' ve run out of time
Step to me, step to me, mother
Talk the talk now, walk the damn line
Deserve it, you earned it
Got yourself a ' war
Believe it, you need it
Face down on the ' floor
I hate it, can' t take it
Wanna break your ' bones
No mercy, you
Should have left it all alone
Strapped with rage
Got no patience for victims
Sick and tired
Of the whole ' world
I don' t remember asking you
About your imperfections
You might win one battle
But know this,
I' ll win the ' war
As you crash and burn
One, two, you, right
Step to me, step to me, mother
Zip your lip, you' ve run out of time
Step to me, step to me, mother
Talked the talk now, walk the damn line
Step to me, step to me, mother
Shut your face, it' s your turn to die
Step to me, step to me, anybody
Talk the t, your ass is mine
I don' t remember asking you
About your imperfections
You might win one battle
But know this,
I' ll win the war