| After all these years, I can’t just turn my back
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| All the blood, the sweat and all the tears
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| You’ve got to earn your respect
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| Well what the fuck do you want from me?
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| Cause you don’t give a fuck about my scene
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| And I could give two fucks about you
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| Stop living vicariously through
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| You’re running around like some old school star
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| But we don’t know who you are
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| You dropped out — after a year
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| I know you’re fake — you’re fucking insincere
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| You’re gone longer than you were here
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| Well now you’re back and we don’t care
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| We didn’t build the scene for you to disgrace it
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| I didn’t make a name for myself fo you to claim it
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| To you this is just another trend
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| But I’ll be representing hardcore to the bitter end
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| The few, the proud, it’s a way of life
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| Me and my friends always side by side
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| Cause we’ve got respect for each other
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| I treat my motherfucking friends like brothers
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| We didn’t build the scene for you to disgrace it
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| I didn’t make a name for myself fo you to claim it |