FULL ASSAULT
Play your cards right and we both might make it outta this bitch alive
I feel a feral beast creeping up underneath, no need to hide
No need to run, just have some fun, and let yourself be cleansed
Holy water flowing rhythm growing, your life might just end (uh)
Nosebleed, do you see what I see
You're weak and you thought that of me
I think you might need a remedy
You came unprepared mentally
Now stomp your heels in the dirt
Go down, move up, and dip, and work
You might think you just won the battle
But I won the war first
Enter the void, I feel so devoid of emotion
Ride with the ocean waves
Get a bit rowdy, dressed to the nines
We claim this land, we're here to stay
I got 5 dollars in my purse but you might leave this bitch in a hearse
Don't focus on what I say on the verse
Just move your body, let the beat do the work
Get fucked up from the attack
Up to bat, make their skulls all crack
Crush bones and run the track back
Napalm strike, alright
Fight back, fight back
We fight the fight till we're numb
Taste of blood, yeah, here it comes
We cut you no fucking slack
Full assault, now go
Fight back, fight back
Fight back
Fire running in our veins (in our veins)
We don't have an ounce of shame
We don't have an ounce of shame
Sacred territory we reclaim (reclaim in our)
Let's make our wicked ways reign
Fuck it up like this, like that
Do exactly as I do
Pick it up, now send it back
I just might be done with you
Fuck it up like this, like that
Do exactly as I do
Pick it up, now send it back
We win, bitch, you fucking lose
Enter the void, I feel so devoid of emotion
Ride with the ocean waves
Get a bit rowdy, dressed to the nines
We claim this land, we're here to stay
I got 5 dollars in my purse but you might leave this bitch in a hearse
Don't focus on what I say on the verse
Just move your body, let the beat do the w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w
Get fucked up from the attack
Up to bat, make their skulls all crack
Crush bones and run the track back
Napalm strike, alright
Fight back
We fight the fight till we're numb
Taste of blood, yeah, here it comes
We cut you no fucking slack
Full assault, now go
Fight back, fight back
Fight back
Fight back
Fight back
Full assault
Fight back
I feel a feral beast creeping up underneath, no need to hide
No need to run, just have some fun, and let yourself be cleansed
Holy water flowing rhythm growing, your life might just end (uh)
Nosebleed, do you see what I see
You're weak and you thought that of me
I think you might need a remedy
You came unprepared mentally
Now stomp your heels in the dirt
Go down, move up, and dip, and work
You might think you just won the battle
But I won the war first
Enter the void, I feel so devoid of emotion
Ride with the ocean waves
Get a bit rowdy, dressed to the nines
We claim this land, we're here to stay
I got 5 dollars in my purse but you might leave this bitch in a hearse
Don't focus on what I say on the verse
Just move your body, let the beat do the work
Get fucked up from the attack
Up to bat, make their skulls all crack
Crush bones and run the track back
Napalm strike, alright
Fight back, fight back
We fight the fight till we're numb
Taste of blood, yeah, here it comes
We cut you no fucking slack
Full assault, now go
Fight back, fight back
Fight back
Fire running in our veins (in our veins)
We don't have an ounce of shame
We don't have an ounce of shame
Sacred territory we reclaim (reclaim in our)
Let's make our wicked ways reign
Fuck it up like this, like that
Do exactly as I do
Pick it up, now send it back
I just might be done with you
Fuck it up like this, like that
Do exactly as I do
Pick it up, now send it back
We win, bitch, you fucking lose
Enter the void, I feel so devoid of emotion
Ride with the ocean waves
Get a bit rowdy, dressed to the nines
We claim this land, we're here to stay
I got 5 dollars in my purse but you might leave this bitch in a hearse
Don't focus on what I say on the verse
Just move your body, let the beat do the w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w
Get fucked up from the attack
Up to bat, make their skulls all crack
Crush bones and run the track back
Napalm strike, alright
Fight back
We fight the fight till we're numb
Taste of blood, yeah, here it comes
We cut you no fucking slack
Full assault, now go
Fight back, fight back
Fight back
Fight back
Fight back
Full assault
Fight back
Credits
Writer(s): Nick Pittsinger, Jere Saerkkae, Aleksi Kiiskinen, Jackie Extreme
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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