| It’s the survival of the fittest, the toughest, the meanest the slickest
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| When the shit hits the fan then we’ll see who’s leanest, the quickest
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| We’ll witness the vultures when they begin the fighting & the feasting
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| There’s a piece of a beast in us all that we’re afraid of just releasing
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| There’s no rhyme or reason when our instincts are awoken
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| The borders are broken, suddenly the truth is spoken
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| Survival of the fittest, the toughest, the meanest the slickest
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| We’re all in it for
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| THE MONEY THE POWER, THE POWER THE GLORY
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| THE GLORY THE FAME, IT’S THE SAME OLD STORY
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| Break all of the rules neccessary to win the competition
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| Fake your place in the ratrace and then try to take the pole position
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| The mission is simply to make sure you that you get all your chances
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| So make no mistakes and make sure that nobody else advances
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| Make your way to the top by any means necessary
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| And carry on until your enemies are dead & buried
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| The greed is what feeds us every time we plant the seed
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| It’s the root of all the evil but we take what we need
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| Survival of the fittest, the toughest, the meanest the slickest
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| We’re all looking for the power, the money & the glory
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| And the story never stops we like to kill for territory
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| It’s better safe than sorry, watch your back this is a war
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| A sneak attack, a payback, they’ve got a foot in the door
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| So be sure to be secure or be sure to draw blood
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| We’re all down in the dirt dragging our names through the mud
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| What we won’t do for love, we do for money and fame
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| In this game the main aim is to make yourself a name for… |