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Slam! Can't touch this, we rule it with a clenched fist, |
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On, top fuel with a death grip |
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Judged, by a weak little man with a pen in his hand and just doesn't fucking get it |
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Own, couldn't stop us if you wanted to |
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School, breaking knuckles with a ruler, |
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Done, no more, emergence, to dominate you |
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Run, hide, your time is coming |
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Hunt, find, walking a fine line |
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Run, hide, my time is coming |
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Hunt, find, it's just a matter of time |
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Talk your shit, and get some balls to back it |
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Plague, HE |
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LLYEAH coming with a vengeance |
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Victim, by a weak little man with a gun in his hand and |
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I don't fucking get it |
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Sick, livid and my stomach aches |
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Rage, boiling over, full of hate |
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Weak, worthless, spineless and we're coming for you |
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Run, hide, your time is coming |
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Hunt, find, walking a fine line |
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Run, hide, my time is coming |
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Hunt, find, |
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It's just a matter of time |
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Just like a storm rolling over, |
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Rebellion is rising, blazing the steeds, |
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Don't Fire until you see the whites of their eyes, |
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Burned at the stake within me, |
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Warhead, payback, settle the score |
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Run hide, your time is coming, |
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Hunt, find, walking a fine line, |
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Run hide, my time is coming |
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Hunt find, |
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It's just a matter of run hide |