
match respect
by Tylor Moss
Lyrics
You want to talk about respect? Let’s lay it on the fucking floor
You’ve been knocking, now I'm kicking down your goddamn door. You thought the boundaries were flexible, a line that you could cross. Never stopping for a second to calculate the total loss. You come around here shifting gears, thinking that you’re slick
Playing mind games, ticking like a time bomb, you make me sick.But the clock stopped running the minute that you ran your fucking mouth.Now the wind is shifting directions, heading straight down south.
You want to test the patience of a person who has seen the dark?
Striking matches in a hurricane, praying for a single spark
Well, you got it, now it’s burning up the entire goddamn block
Every single word you whispered is a stone inside my sock
I am heavy with the grudge, I am steady with the fucking aim
You forgot the rules of engagement, now you lose the goddamn game
You want to piss me off? Look at the damage you achieved, you fool
Now I'm raining down a torrent that’s gonna bury your entire rule.
Let’s talk about the petty shit, the things you think I didn’t see
Lifting property, dipping out, thinking that you’re getting away free
You steal a little piece of me, a fraction of my hard-earned daily bread
Now I’m standing in your driveway, putting visions in your fucking head
You took a dollar, took an hour, took a piece of my mind
So I’m taking the whole fucking vehicle, leaving nothing left behind
Keys in the ignition, tires screeching on the asphalt street
Stripping down the chassis, selling metal, making it complete.
You’re walking home in the goddamn rain, looking at an empty space
Where your pride used to sit, now there’s a shadow in its place
You think a boundary is something you can just fucking negotiate?
I am the warden of this territory, sealing up the gate
Every single hubcap, every single wire, every single thread
I am pulling apart the tapestry until the whole machine is dead
You wanted to take? Now you're learning how it feels to lose
Walking miles in the wreckage of the broken path you choose.
Try to fight me? Go ahead, step up and make a final move
I’ve got absolutely fucking nothing left to lose and everything to prove
You step up to the plate, but you're playing with your fragile life
Cutting through the static like a freshly sharpened hunting knife
I’ll take that fucking life sentence, write it down in permanent ink
Standing in the courtroom, watching your entire legacy sink
No regrets, no apologies, no turning back the hands of time
You crossed the border, now you’re paying for the ultimate crime.
Let’s go deeper down the rabbit hole, let’s look into the mirror face
You’re a ghost running laps inside a designated parking space
You think you’re tough because you talk big when the lights are low?
I am the daylight exposing every single piece of shit you didn't want to show
Your hands are shaking while you're reaching for a weapon you don't know how to use
I am the fuse that’s already lit, the one you can’t fucking diffuse
You want to swing? Better make sure that the first blow fucking lands
Because if I get back up, I’m dismantling your master plans.
I see the hesitation in your eyes, the moment that the truth hits home
You’re a terrible actor standing on a stage entirely alone
The crowd is gone, the lights are hot, the curtains starting to descend
This is the dramatic conclusion, this is where your lucky streaks fucking end
You stole the engine, so I’m coming for the whole damn garage
Your reputation’s turning out to be a cheap, deceptive mirage
I am the reality check that you forgot to cash at the bank
Sinking your entire battleship, pulling down the highest rank.
Listen to the rhythm of the anger building up inside the chest
I gave you every single goddamn chance to back away and take a rest
But you insisted on the friction, insisted on the heat
Now you’re staring at the concrete, looking at my boots upon the street
You want to match respect? You don’t even know the meaning of the word
Every single promise that you made was utterly absurd
You spit on my name, so I'm drowning out your entire crew
Washing away the memories of everything we thought we knew.
There is a coldness in the air that wasn't there a night ago
A sudden drop in temperature, a freezing of the steady flow
I used to be the person who would let the little things slide by
Now I’m the storm cloud hanging heavy in a dark, unforgiving sky
You want to fight me? Man, you're fighting with a shadow in the mist
You're swinging wild, hitting nothing but fucking air with your fist
I’m already behind you, already ten steps ahead in the game
By the time you realize what happened, you won't even remember your name.
Try to fight me? Go ahead, step up and make a final move
I’ve got absolutely fucking nothing left to lose and everything to prove
You step up to the plate, but you're playing with your fragile life
Cutting through the static like a freshly sharpened hunting knife
I’ll take that fucking life sentence.