Texty: One Man Army. Down The Block.

Scotty's mind is made up
He's finally had enough of running
He ain't getting pushed around
Scotty says, he'll go down swingin'

He's come too far to quit
Just a couple more blocks, the wait will finally be over
It's all come down to this
To take back what's rightfully his

I can see him down the block
With clinched fists and his mind made up
I can see the look in his eyes
And feel the rage in his veins

And this time the blood wont be his
He'll take that pride back that he's missed
He don't feel pain, no he don't
No more

Scotty he'd forgot
He forgot about the cops
The charge is aggravated assault
Now he's serving two to four behind bars

And when he thinks back to the day
There's a crooked smile played across his face
As he says to himself out loud
No one is gonna push me around

I can see him down the block
With clinched fists and his mind made up
I can see the look in his eyes
And feel the rage in his veins

And this time the blood wont be his
He'll take that pride back that he's missed
He don't feel pain, no he don't
No more

I can see him down the block
With clinched fists and his mind made up
I can see the look in his eyes
And feel the rage in his veins

And this time the blood wont be his
He'll take that pride back that he's missed
He don't feel pain, no he don't
No more