okay let s get it out enough with the small talk i can count your lies like cracks on the sidewalk same old stories of when we used to hang out down with the crowd we had the whole gang out nothin to do with the boys in the crew we knew we had to start something with you so we took you down to the ground with a round pound for pound another win for the hometown dissed like this mind over fist and fist over your face i ll chase you down like the cheese in a rat race soon you ll regret you ever deceived me crush your body like bugs on a tv rhythm of the streets stained with your bloodshed the hammer of the gods hangs over my head shoot you down to the ground with a round pound for pound let s hear it for the hometown my god pray for the city a moment of silence let s overcome the guns and the violence if we give the youth the keys to the mainstream they won t have to waste their life in a daydream  why is the question drugs are the answer kills in a serial spreads like a cancer shoot you down to the ground with a round pound for pound yes grim is the hometown yes grim is the hometown yes grim is the hometown yes grim is the hometown yes grim is the hometown yes grim is the hometown yes grim is the hometown yes grim is the hometown 
['groove metal', 'hardcore', 'old school thrash']