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Soldier, It doesn't matter, what they say, what they do Stronger, you betta be stronger, do what I say, not what I do Gung-ho, gung-ho (DJ drop the beat and don't stop) Hey you, dirty skin, it's time to get back on the ring I don't wanna miss a thing, no I don't wanna feel a thing Dig your father fuckin' grave, slay that mother fucker slave (I'm not gonna look away) Gung-ho! (DJ drop the beat and don't stop) Freedom glides onto your blade You've lost a light and fooled your head I've got a lotta magma running into my veins / round 1 knock'em down down I've got a lotta cadaveraz painted over my skin / round 2 bam! give it away! I can't give it away! (Hey you break that prick, everybody needs some bloody shit) I can't give it away! (Hey you break that prick, everybody needs some bloody shit) I'm sleup'down today, but I realy can't give it away Letras de cancionesI'm sleup'down today, but I realy can't give it away Hey ya litta cramé, when I look into your eyes, I see nada eyes at all (DJ drop the beat and don't stop) Hey ya litta cramé, when I listen ta your voice, I hear nada thing at all (DJ drop the beat and don't stop) It makes me think that I might have been wilder than I wanted with your teeny-body-bonzo (DJ drop the beat and don't stop) It makes me wonder mucho did it I really wanna go loco violent and funky? hey hey? Did I really need to go... gung ho? (I can't give it away / gung ho...) Know'm dead (dead) Know'm dead (dead) Know'm dead (dead) Know'm dead (dead) I can't give it away! (Hey you break that prick, everybody needs some bloody shit) I can't give it away! (Hey you break that prick, everybody needs some bloody shit) I'm sleup'down today, but I realy can't give it away I'm knock down today, but I realy can't give it away (DJ drop the beat and don't stop) From Letras Mania