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Hey, I take the next step
Standing here at front and
Do not show any respect.
Here the first light fall on my face
Turn the mic on, back on the stage
And I let my words out
Like I never have disgrace
Rhyme that they never heard before
Drums get ready, people on the floor
Feel it in my head and flows down for more.

It’s you
Blood spills with my voice
And the sound to cheer’em up
Ashes of my memories
Picking them hard as always.

It’s you
Rhythm that creeps inside
And words of this broken pride
Summing up all and replay
Feeling as blind as you say.

Hey, I take this as I have before
Stupid as they could understand me!
“Shut up! Do not ask anymore”.
Here’s the first what he feels on his back
Hands held high, waving along the stack.
And as they keep jumping
The syllables just keep pumping
The sound has never been waved before
No mercy please, keeps it up and over
Can feel good when an irony can stop this war.