Songtexte

You said it couldn't be done Told me that it's the kind of battle That just couldn't be won, you know You're too sick, too hard, too fucked in the head You'll never make it, no, not in this lifetime Well guess again, my friend, don't act surprised We got the bass drum kick that will blow out your eyes, huh 'Cause when you hear this shit, you'll get to steppin' Gonna fight the war, and use my music as a weapon You know I'm talkin' 'bout Recognition You know I'm talkin' 'bout Vindication Another goddamn slap in the face Don't wanna give us a place, are you afraid Well fear this Cause I'm breaking through the walls of your nightmare Wake up, time to die The way I'm livin' there is no compromising it Better get ready for another surprise and it May leave a mark, because I'm coming in fast Planting thoughts in your mind and Droppin' Plates on your ass Well here I come I'm Droppin' Plates on your ass bitch You never mind and you don't need this Well here I come I'm Droppin' Plates on your ass bitch You never mind and you don't need Well on your mark here we go again Well never mind 'cause you're not number one You're too hard and from the other side I think it's time to bring it home again Right to me
Writer(s): David Draiman, Mike Wengren, Dan Donegan, Steve Kmak Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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