Letra de Damaged Goods
I won't bend knees to no man on this Earth
That bleeds like me (Like me)
Won't catch me shakin' hands with enemies
That bleeds like me (Like me)
Won't catch me shakin' hands with enemies
You won't find no sympathy
On this side we're rock solid
Rough-edged, close-quartered combating
Kind of bunch
Saw something, but said nothing
Ain't no one here running
Kind of bunch
I never been good at faking a smile
Holding my tongue, keeping it down
Always say what's on my mind (Mind)
I can't conversate, not with a snake
Weight on my back, foot off the brake
I ain't slowing down no time soon
I might be damaged goods, but damn I'm good
At doing damage (Damage)
I might be damaged goods, but damn I'm good
At it
I walk the line, give my heart еvery time
Ain't nothing weakеns me
My team on fire when the pressure is high
Never give 'em no mercy
On this side we're rock solid
Rough-edged, close-quartered combating
Kind of bunch (Bunch)
Saw something, but said nothing
Ain't no one here running
Kind of bunch
I never been good at faking a smile
Holding my tongue, keeping it down
Always say what's on my mind (Mind)
I can't conversate, not with a snake
Weight on my back, foot off the brake
I ain't slowing down no time soon
I might be damaged goods, but damn I'm good
At doing damage (Damage)
I might be damaged goods, but damn I'm good
At it (At it)
On this side we're rock solid
Rough-edged, close-quartered combating
Kind of bunch
Saw something, but said nothing
Ain't no one here running
Kind of bunch
I never been good at faking a smile
Holding my tongue, keeping it down
Always say what's on my mind (Mind)
I can't conversate, not with a snake
Weight on my back, foot off the brake
I ain't slowing down no time soon
I might be damaged goods, but damn I'm good
At doing damage (Damage)
I might be damaged goods, but damn I'm good
At it
I walk the line, give my heart еvery time
Ain't nothing weakеns me
My team on fire when the pressure is high
Never give 'em no mercy
On this side we're rock solid
Rough-edged, close-quartered combating
Kind of bunch (Bunch)
Saw something, but said nothing
Ain't no one here running
Kind of bunch
I never been good at faking a smile
Holding my tongue, keeping it down
Always say what's on my mind (Mind)
I can't conversate, not with a snake
Weight on my back, foot off the brake
I ain't slowing down no time soon
I might be damaged goods, but damn I'm good
At doing damage (Damage)
I might be damaged goods, but damn I'm good
At it (At it)
