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3face Video (MV)




Performed By: Qui
Language: English
Length: 2:37
Written by: Quinlan Frank




Qui - 3face Lyrics




Put up your fists
Put up your fists it's a fist fight
If you feel sick
Better take you last breath tonight
It's sacrilege
Don't care what's wrong and what's right
Surrounded by sin
Purgatory got us fighting for our damn lives
Put up your fists
Put up your fists it's a fist fight
If you feel sick
Better take you last breath tonight
It's sacrilege
Don't care what's wrong and what's right
Surrounded by sin
Purgatory got us fighting for our damn lives

Bitches be running that f*cking mouth like it's nothing
Talk about bucking and stunting but little bitch you ain't nothing
Told them I'll go f*cking run it like a QB in the summer
Man I ain't working for nothing
I know they'll hate on the come up

Your delusion ruins the constitute of the world
Medicated, stupid, I won't be played for a fool

Better put up your fists like its a motherf*cking fist fight
Swing all your limbs, break bones, scream at the sky
Sick in the head living life trying to get by
F*ck if you live take your last breath tonight
Committing sacrilege, done with this bullshit
Plead the fifth, here to win, you're useless
Wrong or right you can't decide, you're clueless
Didn't want to have to go and do this

Now i'm stuck here with all of these sins and you left me for dead
I want a new twelve gauge to paint my white walls all red
The weight of it all pressure building in my head
Feels like purgatory just tell me when it will end

I wont
Be played for a fool
I wont
Be played for a fool
I wont
Be played for a fool
I wont
Be played for a fool

Put up your fists
Put up your fists it's a fist fight
If you feel sick
Better take you last breath tonight
It's sacrilege
Don't care what's wrong and what's right
Surrounded by sin
Purgatory got us fighting for our damn lives
Put up your fists
Put up your fists it's a fist fight
If you feel sick
Better take you last breath tonight
It's sacrilege
Don't care what's wrong and what's right
Surrounded by sin
Purgatory got us fighting for our damn lives
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Put up your fists
Put up your fists it's a fist fight
If you feel sick
Better take you last breath tonight
It's sacrilege
Don't care what's wrong and what's right
Surrounded by sin
Purgatory got us fighting for our damn lives
Put up your fists
Put up your fists it's a fist fight
If you feel sick
Better take you last breath tonight
It's sacrilege
Don't care what's wrong and what's right
Surrounded by sin
Purgatory got us fighting for our damn lives

Bitches be running that f*cking mouth like it's nothing
Talk about bucking and stunting but little bitch you ain't nothing
Told them I'll go f*cking run it like a QB in the summer
Man I ain't working for nothing
I know they'll hate on the come up

Your delusion ruins the constitute of the world
Medicated, stupid, I won't be played for a fool

Better put up your fists like its a motherf*cking fist fight
Swing all your limbs, break bones, scream at the sky
Sick in the head living life trying to get by
F*ck if you live take your last breath tonight
Committing sacrilege, done with this bullshit
Plead the fifth, here to win, you're useless
Wrong or right you can't decide, you're clueless
Didn't want to have to go and do this

Now i'm stuck here with all of these sins and you left me for dead
I want a new twelve gauge to paint my white walls all red
The weight of it all pressure building in my head
Feels like purgatory just tell me when it will end

I wont
Be played for a fool
I wont
Be played for a fool
I wont
Be played for a fool
I wont
Be played for a fool

Put up your fists
Put up your fists it's a fist fight
If you feel sick
Better take you last breath tonight
It's sacrilege
Don't care what's wrong and what's right
Surrounded by sin
Purgatory got us fighting for our damn lives
Put up your fists
Put up your fists it's a fist fight
If you feel sick
Better take you last breath tonight
It's sacrilege
Don't care what's wrong and what's right
Surrounded by sin
Purgatory got us fighting for our damn lives
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Writer: Quinlan Frank
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