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Wear the mark of saints so pure, of lifetime commi**ents you shall endure. |
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Now up on stage with mic firmly grasped. |
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A waste of your honour when your heads up your ass! |
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Don't chastise me for the choice I make. |
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You words of malice turn respect to hate. |
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Unity is a dying dream when you try to shun me form what's most important to me. |
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I won't! |
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Be shoved down to the side or looked down upon. |
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I won't! |
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Be kept form this life that I've loved so long. |
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I can't! |
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Be held at your arms length I'm already in. |
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But trust me! |
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I'll curb your ego when you talk your ****t. |
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You can't look down on me when I'm on top. |
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Don't try to wage a war that should not be fought. |
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Go! |
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You shut your eyes; you closed the door, tried to make me feel unwelcome inside my own home. |
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Now shut your mouth while I break down your door 'cause this is my life, my world as much as it is yours. |
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Break it down now! |
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Now shut your mouth while I break down your door, this is my home! |
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It was never ever meant to be fist over fist. |
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You ain't the slightest bit better than me; you don't run this ****t. |
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Now get the **** off of that stage and meet me face to face. |
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You're as ignorant as they come, your integrity's a waste. |
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**** you, I'm not. |