Point Blank

de Black Math

I'm running towards the goal
I keep my head low
One foot and to the next I passed ya yeah ya too slow
You said you like the pressure?
Well how you like my back?
I'm getting farther from ya
Taste my dust
No looking back

Heat stroke
Bring the fire
Black smoke I take it higher I'm a heat stroke
And you can't touch me
'Cause you know I can burn ya
If you get too close

How you like me now?
Can you hear the crowds?
You're breathin' hard but I still got a hundred miles
Untouchable I live for this
I breathe for this
I bleed for this
Oh
You won't find me looking back
No no
Watch me burn you
Watch me burn you

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