Queens

Born in the city
We used to play in the street
I was taught to steal for myself and let some crooks run free
People tell me I look like my dad
But I haven’t fought enough men to match the guts that he had
A bastard of Queens
These streets have always called to me
I’m not afraid of being punched in the face
Just the seconds before because I hate that I can’t see the future
I’m not afraid of being jumped at midnight because I’d force my ghost to follow
them home for a fight
Mile high energy ride on finding the actual thief tonight
Forced up on the wall, been looking for answers we knew he wouldn’t give us at
all
A bastard of Queens
It took a drive though his old neighborhood listening to all of his stories
To teach me the kind of man I want to be
I’m not afraid of being jumped at midnight
Cause I’d force my ghost to follow them home for a fight