| We’re gonna clear you out at the break of dawn, we’re gone make you scream and
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| shout
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| My mind’s made up and we’re gonna stop this awful sound
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| There’s a price on your head you better leave the state, your state of mind
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| We’ll regulate and we’re gonna make the new classic times
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| You gonna need a face to lead the race, gonna lead them to the lights
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| And we ain’t small, you’ve grown too tall on your simple, sleazy lies
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| We know no fear 'cause we’ve seen it clear in the back of our minds
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| We’ve grown leather skin and we’re gonna win, just you wait and see
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| I hope these words liberates
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| Their strong, that’s true, you’ve got to read between the lines
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| You got to wear your youth, you got a choice to choose your enemy
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| 'Cause no hypocrite is gonna get a grip off our lives
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| Mob-rule
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| You got use your tongue, it’s for everyone, it’s all you need
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| I’ve got my cause and baby you got yours
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| And we all want the same
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| We’ll make the rules and we’ll play it cool
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| In one final game
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| We know no fear 'cause we’ve seen it clear in the back of our minds
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| I hope these words liberates
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| Their strong, that’s true, you’ve got to read between the lines
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| You got to wear your youth, you got a choice to choose your enemy
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| 'Cause no hypocrite is gone get a grip off our lives
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| Mob-rule
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| You got use your tongue, it’s for everyone, it’s all you need
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| You know you’re going down |