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Supertones strike back |
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Just like |
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Leia's Father |
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You hit, we hit back harder |
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Like Huss and |
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Stephen, I am not afraid to be a |
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Martyr California sun and sky slip inside a suit and tie |
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Chevy rolls up to the house with everybody outside gonna get down like we did the day before 50 more people be waitin' at the door |
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Team against team, |
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Let's even the score |
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If there's 50 people outside, |
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We got room for 50 more! |
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And we're movinn' all smooth and when we get groovin' we're fresh like salsa and we're fat like juben |
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You're cranium's cracked from my |
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Shaolin attack protect your neck, |
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SUPERTONES strike back! |
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We want this whole band to be a big love letter so we play the |
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SKA and it makes you feel better |
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God's got love for us, so we got love for you it's your life, so what you wanna do? |
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So come on put a glide in your stride, and a dip in yo hip best back the heck up, cuz' hip-hop rolls from my lips |
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I spit when |
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I rap, saliva flies when |
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I sing God gives me gifts, just look at my ring |
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Look less at me and look more to |
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Christ His grace has saved me and |
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His grace will suffice us |
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So I jump for |
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Jesus, it's |
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Jesus who frees us |
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Let's get dumb like |
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Beavis, I don't care who sees us |
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When we hop to hip-hop |
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John Bell gets ill props you know he can rock socks give out love from his soapbox with hip-hop nonstop, hippidie, hippidie, hop first |
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I can rock them socks, then |
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I can knock your block |
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You can't stop this, you can't clock this |
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You can't dis this, so please don't miss this a van and a roadmap, keep my life in my bakcpack |
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Comin' through your town, |
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SUPERTONES strike back |
