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Neon lights are flashing as the tyrants raise their swords |
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Sounds of metal crashing the avenue overlords |
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Kings of black leather with words made of steel |
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Lock all your doors very soon you will feel |
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Under the knife. |
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Feel the revenge. |
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Under the knife. |
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You'll get it in the end. |
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Under the knife. |
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You'd better run for your life. ' |
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Cause you're under the knife! |
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Bishops of the street, authors of corruption, leaders in the night just waiting for an eruption. |
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A rider dressed in black screams out "You fuckin' clowns! Bring your best you fools and I will tear him to the ground!" |
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Hear the rumble around you, it's a blood curdling sound |
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Blood stained heads and bodies all are breaking on the ground |
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A .45 caliber flashing life's ending with a bang |
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Tyrants rule the king is dead! |
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We are the gang that reigns! |
