| Play your cards right and we both might
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| Make it outta this bitch alive
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| I feel a feral beast creeping up underneath
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| No need to hide
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| No need to run, just have some fun and let yourself be cleansed
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| Holy water flowing rhythm growing your life might just end (uh)
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| Nosebleed, do you see what I see
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| You’re weak and you thought that of me
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| I think you might need a remedy
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| You came unprepared mentally
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| Now stomp your heels in the dirt
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| Go down, move up, and dip, and work
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| You might think you just won the battle
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| But I won the war first
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| Enter the void, I feel so devoid
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| Of emotion, ride with the ocean waves
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| Get a bit rowdy, dressed to the nines
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| We claim this land, we’re here to stay
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| I got 5 dollars in my purse but
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| You might leave this bitch in a hearse
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| Don’t focus on what I say on the verse
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| Just move your body, let the beat do the work
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| Get fucked up from the attack
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| Up to bat, make their skulls all crack
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| Crush bones and run the track back
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| Napalm strike, alright, fight back fight back
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| We fight the fight till we’re numb
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| Taste of blood, yeah here it come
s
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| We cut you no fucking slack
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| Full assault, now go fight back fight back
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| Fight back fight back
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| Fire running in our veins (in our veins)
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| We don’t have an ounce of shame
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| We don’t have an ounce of shame
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| Sacred territory we reclaim (reclaim in our)
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| Let’s make our wicked ways reign
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| Fuck it up like this, like that
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| Do exactly as I do
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| Pick it up now send it back
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| I just might be done with you
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| Fuck it up like this, like that
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| Do exactly as I do
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| Pick it up now send it back
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| We win bitch, you fuckin lose
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|
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| Enter the void, I feel so devoid
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| Of emotion, ride with the ocean waves
|
| Get a bit rowdy, dressed to the nines
|
| We claim this land, we’re here to stay
|
| I got 5 dollars in my purse but
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| You might leave this bitch in a hearse
|
| Don’t focus on what I say on the verse
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| Just move your body, let the beat do the w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w
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|
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| Get fucked up from the attack
|
| Up to bat, make their skulls all crack
|
| Crush bones and run the track back
|
| Napalm strike, alright, fight back
|
| We fight the fight till we’re numb
|
| Taste of blood, yeah here it comes
|
| We cut you no fucking slack
|
| Full assault, now go fight back, fight back
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| Fight back
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| Fight back
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| Fight back
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| Full assault
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| Fight back
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