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Thinking about, how it use to be
I rolled with the crew, Bond Street 93
Brought it back once, Now we'll do the same
All you young fucks, It's your fucking scene
You think we're playing games
We're here for more then fame
We won't back down
We're gonna stand our ground
Binging It Back, The way it use to be
Fuck what you say, Your fucking dead to me
Your scandilist way can destroy a scene
It's bitches like you, who don't mean shit to me
Cause I, I fucking know, I see the hate burned i your eyes
And I, I fucking know, I see that shit burned in your eyes
What did you think, We're not for real
When it's our style you cop and steal
You rob us, try it to our face
Bring it on Mother Fucker, Your gonna regret it
Your gonna regret
Bring it on Mother Fucker, Your gonna regret
Cause I, I fucking know, I see the hate burned in your eyes
And I, I fucking know, Cause I see that shit burned in your eyes ...