Overconfident

Get out my way I’m in a rush

Around we here we don’t ask twice much

Unless the question is a black eye

Before you call me impatient

Remember I’m twice your size

And pretty intolerant to boot

Speaking of boot that’s what you’ll feel next

If I have to get feelings off my chest

I’m really not in the mood for a fight

But that doesn’t mean you won’t feel pain

Cause around here we’re pretty insane

And we won’t ever have time for you

My head is spinning now; you’ll regret that

The blood on my nose looks you in the eye

And it senses veins that must run white

Is this the day you really wanna die?

Or feel like you wanna anyway

But you still don’t get out my way

On your breath I can smell the booze

It won’t help you now and neither will your mind

Because a smart man would a moved

As I move forward I don’t see you knife

I will admit it feels pretty sharp

But its like poking the lion with a toothpick

I ignore blood as I blow your mind

Your head must be spinning worse than mine

You on the floor brings no satisfaction

For I don’t believe in hurting the stupid

But for you I made an exception

For you were stupid and overconfident