2 HOURS

Roughed up, I got a blue face
Handcuffed, to a suitcase
My hair is dripping red from the blood in my head
But if I don't do something then we're all gonna be dead

Chilling winds, blow through the trees
Dead leaves, winter in these streets
I told 'em I got documents classified
In my case, Moscow led on a lie
Double iron doors machine gun sentries
Moguls of death grant me entry
Now I'm prodded into the office
I told 'em I got info and I hope they bought it

Roughed up, I got a blue face
Handcuffed, to a suitcase
My hair is dripping red from the blood in my head
But if I don't do something then we're all gonna be dead

So I reach out to the cold eyes in desperation
I got a piece of valuable information
But its not what ya thought I presented at first
There's an agent in your ranks with a bomb in her purse
With a face so vicious, looking suspicious
The name I report to the boss on her hit list
Witness this, a shocking twist
This female spy does not exist
Two hours to go, why didn't I see?
This pain in my chest, the bomb its me
Quick jab to the right, chop chop to the left
Uppercut to a hook while I catch my breathe

Roughed up, I got a blue face
Handcuffed, to a suitcase
My hair is dripping red from the blood in my head
But if I don't do something then we're all gonna be dead

So I knock 'em all out tick tick to the tock
Throw a chair through the window running up against the clock
Dive outside in a roll to the run
I'm up against an army but I don't got a gun
AK-47's open fire, clack clack clack clack
Run like track, no turning back
Shots exploding in the ground all around me
Running from the distant alarms sounding

Roughed up, I got a blue face
Handcuffed, to a suitcase
My hair is dripping red from the blood in my head
But if I don't do something then we're all gonna be dead

Dodging all the heat duck to a cut in the street
Clock is ticking down, nothing left in my feet
Last resort, this isn't good
Hot wire a car and open up the hood
Get ready to jump the bomb short the fuse
A couple thousand volts, yeah its bad news
But I chose to take my chances with luck
Grit my teeth, in voltage I trust