Fight Poem by lee bredeson

i like to fight i'll take on any one black or white
no matter what race i'll face any one.
anywhere, anytime man you the feel of the skin cracking under my punch.
the pain is like the insane person wanting out. the scream of mercy.
so if you want to pick a fight i'll kick you out of sight.
you won't show your face anyplace after i'm done with you.
nobody will have a clue how you are. that how bad it will be for you.
so ready for the fight of your life, you better pack that 5 inch switch blade with ya.
you gonna need four or five people to hold me back cuz i
wont stop till you won't be able to stand. nobody gonna give you a hand either.
i'll be on you like no other you say your brother has the rep of a gangster. well my
rep is worse. you see me you better run i come out when the sun goes down.
i run this town and its people.
so come and fight. parking lot on this cold night. you will be a hell of a sight for people to laugh at.
so come and fight.