We dont care anymore
There is nothing to stop us
Punks at the left of you, and at the right
A nice skateboard to the head
Than a niggar pile on top of you
Bloody hands of rage
Well you know you fool you started it all
Now were just finishing it off
Now its one on one, how does it feel
Pull a madona over your face
smilly, now you have no teeth
Fuck you, you fuckin discrace
Come around here
When you know you need something
Bombs away on all you motherfuckers
Birth sign: Cancer
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