Outcast CFO$ (Ft. Kit Walters)

I'm used to feeling like I'm under the gun
Born on a Sunday in the House of the Rising Sun
The clouds were black, but I refused to run
I could see through the smoke, I could feel it

Live and let live, take it all the way
Fight another fight for another day
Everything has changed, but the truth remains

I fight until my fists start bleeding, heart stops beating
Whoa-ayo-ayo, Whoa-ayo-ayo, Whoa-ayo-ayo
I fight until my fists start bleeding, heart stops beating