i won't force my flow's course cuz i know what is more
important as i go towards the source so i'm gonna coast forward
and no one will hold me short of my restored start
i'm gonna warm your hearts like a blow torch when i spark
i'm not soft core, i'm hard, for there's a part called a chore
and i'm wantin to charge doors, i've come to alarm, you're forewarned
get runnin or torture's a-huntin, pardon my persona, i'm not like before
but when startled, there's drama, then blood's on the floor
if you're livin tomorrow, my flaw's weren't probably ignored...