He’s got a holster Filled up with grief I wouldn’t want to cross his line I’d end up underneath (He’s) got an angry look of action Shoot off both your knees His gun was smokin’ Recently pleased
You don’t wanna cross wits Better not try You couldn’t learn his limits And you don’t have the mind
Loser in a fight Loser in a fight Better learn to run Your winnin’ days are done
He’s a thinker you can see it Sometimes the eyes don’t lie And if your head is empty He’ll make your body die I don’t need his aggravation I’m better than the rest Better stand up or shut up (Cuz) soon will come the test
Loser in a fight Loser in a fight Better learn to run Your winnin’ days are done
This would be one guy to ignore If you wanna save your face From hitting the floor So now would be the right time!!!
I wouldn’t wanna cross wits Better not try You couldn’t learn his limits And you don’t have the time
Loser in a fight Loser in a fight Better learn to run Your winnin’ days are done