L.E.T.S.

Trials and tribulations and glamorous stories
Of street laws, street fights, and skinhead glory
Lessons of violence and prejudices buried
Educated brainlessly in hardcore fury
Living like a downed man rising to my feet
Repeating to myself that I can never see defeat
With lessons of the past and the faces that I meet
I’ll take my place as L.E.T.S. on my hometown streets
Pleased by the simple fist-a-cuffs I’d have to be deranged
Leaving countless broken bones and faces rearranged
By lessons taught by agony, on the pavement
On the street I’ll hold my place as L.E.T.S. on my hometown street
With lessons of the past and the faces that I meet
I’ll take my place as L.E.T.S. on my hometown streets
Rules and regulations and fabulous tales
Learning to adapt as a man who never fails
Walking through my hometown streets
Rules and regulations and fabulous tales
Learning to adapt as a man who never fails
Walking through the jungle
Led by my lost and bent mind
Reading stories written in blood off a street sign
Distant and resistant
Unaffected by my peers
Breathing urban toxin and swallowing my fears
I’ve learned myself a new approach
On how to spell survive
L-E-T-S I am
C-E-S for life!