Boiling point

Once upon a time,
between that sturly crime,
One box set you up and swinged you round
Hardest he could stop it on the road

The sap is startin is gettin' lost
in a land of gransion and betrust
and Realia's the harp on his slack
even the police wanted hush

He was walking on a the vain line
Gunheads here don't cry
whilst dealing with the devil
and a fear he has high.

From the North to the South,
We're coming to the boiling point
From the East to the West
To care what's ever with your own

From the North to the South,
We're coming to the boiling point
From the East to the West
To care what's ever with your own in the boiling point.

In the swarm of light 'n violence
Which 6 people throw off the mask
Unsure whether he will find her
But should we always do our best?