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will never hold us down
Whoa oh, whoa oh
We are kings from the underground
We, we came, to rain on your parade
And if we die, then, who will be your enemy
So shut the fuck up, we're about to leave a legacy
We are louder the your bullshit
You're just dancing with the devil
We are louder then your bullshit
You're just dancing with the devil