| Flipped burned cars parked in the lot
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| Before the show even starts
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| Immune to teargas
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| Like the smell of chainsaw fumes in the dark
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| Fuck these rent a cops in riot gear
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| Their not very smart
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| They can’t control a thirsty crowd
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| At drinks ten dollars a shot
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| Molotov siphon gas spark the flames and ignite
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| When Razor tongue incite the riot every body unite
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| Stampede push shove till the bouncers can’t breath
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| Slayer at Sundance dirt-bags verse SIB
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| Like Bad Luck 13 at Hellfest
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| Flip the bleachers
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| Climb that pa with golf cleats
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| Jump off the speakers
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| TO DRAW FIRST BLOOD IS TO SHOW NO LOVE
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| FRONT LINE ALL SPINE ANY MOTHERFUCKIN TIME
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| Yo I crack you in the face thirty eight times
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| You won’t be recognized, paralyze
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| Central nervous system with the cyanide
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| Hiding from the pigs I getting drunk in ya church
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| While you live in constant fear of being evicted from earth
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| SWING ON YOU WITH A BALL AND CHAIN
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| AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN
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| Yo rush the pit, see if you can dodge a hundred fists
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| Now jump and kick a motherfucker in his face then duck and dip
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| And hunt that dick with his shirt off in the mosh-pit
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| Cause you were trying to watch the show and he was trying to start shit
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| See he lay some vodka in his gatorade
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| I lace my motherfuckin tennaments with razorblades
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| It’s all love but if you ain’t really a supporter
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| I’mma choke you 'till submission with a Vision of Disorder
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| NO MERCY OR FORGIVENESS (4X) |