Four Kicks

4 Kicks Hot men don't take no nonsense he stood, too ready to fight he got a black buckle I remember the fire in his eyes You with your switchblade posse I'll get my guns from the side (south) we'll take to the yard like a cock fight 4 kicks, who's struttin now? (whats this bit folks? something about a razor) but there ain't shit else to do she's a lovin on the boy from the city I'll be lovin him under my shoe..