Punch in the Face

JME

I've had enough of these fake gangsters

Like they don't feel pain

Never felt pain

Like they don't have any family

Or they haven't fallen in love

Or they haven't watched television

Or they don't eat and sleep

They think their waterproof, fireproof

Everything-proof

I just think their idiots

Punch in the face

Punch in the face

Nobody wants a punch in the face

That's why everybody rolls in a group

Or with a mash

Or with a baseball bat in case

They chat waste to the wrong person and get a punch in the face

Now he can't go out with his friends

He has to jam and shot in the ends

Shot in the ends

Shot in the ends

Another little kid gets shot in the ends

Everbody on the TV and the media

Want to blame his family and friends

But true say we all know his family and friends

Didn't manufacture them skengs

The governments in control

And that's why everybody's bored on road, bored on road

Bored on road

Another little kid gets bored on road

What, what, who stabbed him?

Everybody knows but no one dis-obeys the street code

'Cause if you talk to the Feds

Your brethrens will go into slammin??? mode

And when they get vexed

You have your hands in the air like your doing a stretch

Doing a stretch

Doing a stretch

Another black boy is doing a stretch

Could a been avoided if he would a stayed in school

Learned punctuation like Wretch???

But instead he got into beef on road

And shot a guy in his chest

What happened to the days

When you would just get a punch in the face?

What's the meaning of JME?

Jack man everyday blatantly

No, your mistaken see

My birth-name ain't escaping me

What's the meaning of JME?

Jack man everyday blatantly

No, your mistaken

My name's Jamie

Also known as O-O-D

'Cause if I got a G I'm good

Plus bare girls know me for the ood???

But I ain't happy with a G

I wanna get HIJKLMNOP

I 'member saying that when I was three

I used to say JK-muna-muna-P

My teacher that taught me my alphabet

Now I'm selling him CD's

Gimme half a chance and I'm selling him a tea

Put on the T-shirt, tell him energy???

Boy better know

All the girls will try and sweet him up

Like cinnamon and cream

Groupie love,yeah that's what I wanna see

Pull my clothes while I'm spitting on a beat

B, buy another T-shirt then

'Cause, why'd you think their all hollering at me?