Street Fighter

Street Fighter

Tough boy

I see you everywhere

Fighting and scratching

With no thought

Of your life and future

Street fighter

Give it up

You are destined to be great

The Lord is calling you

I can see a prophecy on your head,

“Beloved of the Lord.”

 

Street fighter

Wonderfully and fearfully made

Have you ever considered

That people die accidentally

In street fights

Give it up

Because I can hear

The voice of the Lord

Calling you