o.k. - lets get it out - enough with the small talk      i can count your lies like cracks on the sidewalk      same old stories of when we used to hang out         down with the crowd we had the whole gain out   nothin' to do with the boys in the crew         we knew we had to start something with you   so we took you down to the ground with a round   pound for pound another win for the hometown      like this:mind over fist and fist over your face      i'll chase you down like the cheese in a rat race         soon you'll regret you ever deceived me -       crush your body like bugs on a t.v.   rhythm of the streets stained with your bloodshed            the hammer of the gods hangs over my head      shoot you down to the ground with a round   my god:pray for the city, a moment of silence   pound for pound - let's hear it for the hometown      let's overcome the guns and the violence      if we give the youth the keys to the mainstream         they won't have to waste their life in a daydream      why? is the question - drugs are the answer      kills in a serial - spreads like a cancer      shoot you down to the ground with a round      pound for pound, yes, grim is the hometown