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Comin' at ya woo-style
Never hiding our pride
We are always holding our heads high
Comin' at ya woo-style
Getting high on genocide
And we're always justified
It won't take until tomorrow
If we only know where we wanna go
I wanna run don't wanna be still
Gotta fight to be king of the hill
And there is nothing
That could change me
My mind is set, my mind is free