My sound we come to take over
Mc s you better look over your shoulder
Yeah you know we on and on, oh well now
Nuff of them have come and them all try dog we out,
Born down pill we are the roughneck scouts,
Music we make for make the crowd jump up,
Crowd get hyped explode and erupt,
Blend up the ragga metal punk hip-hop,
Unity sound killer groove non-stop
In, ah, for this place also the strong will survive
Strength and power are gon keep them alive
My sound we come to take over,
Mc s you better look over your shoulder,
Yeah you know we on and on, oh well now.
Skindred we in, ah, your area,
Bring the rockers you know we superior,
Yeah you know we on and on...
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive;
Nobody, nobody gets out alive,
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive;
Nobody, nobody gets out alive,
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive;
Come follow me one and two and sixty seven and forty three and,
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive;
Nobody, nobody gets out alive,
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive;
Nobody, nobody gets out alive!
Nobody gets out of this ya pit alive;
Nobody, nobody gets out alive!
Some of them have come and them have try flex with this,
Show them the ragga punk power, watch them head twist.
Sting like a scorpion buzz like an E,
Full force of fist it a gon drop plenty!
This is what we want and you have got to know,
If you think you re hard star, come and have a go.
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