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Earth Caller
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Oh, shit
Look what we got started
Got your whole city jumping
It's EC, you know who it is
The triple six, making kids
Throw their middle fingers up at the pigs
That's real hardcore
And still they say that I'm not real hardcore
Well while you was at school
I had to work at my stocks
And while you was doing homework motherfucker
I was selling rock
So who's real?
Huh
So could you tell me who's
Real?
So if it's war, then let's just call it that
I was born for that
You talking shit behind my back and I'm just talking facts
You say that hardcore's dead
Should be glad motherfucker I just brought it back
So if it's war, then let's just call it that
I was born for that
You talking shit behind my back and I'm just talking facts
Hardcore ain't dead
I sold my soul motherfucker, then I stole it back
I was 17, owned the block with an ounce
You were stopping kids with drugs from selling out
You say they're weak (they're weak)
Not strong like you
But is that really what the strong do?
What you gone through?
Ha, now, hypocrite
You say you fuck around you're full of shit
Keep on hating on me if you think that it hurts
But in the end you didn't stick to your word
So what the fuck's it worth?
Nothing
Disgrace, erase, embrace
Your fucking grave
Oh
Disgrace, erase, embrace
Your fucking grave
So if it's war, then let's just call it that
I was born for that
You talking shit behind my back and I'm just talking facts
You say that hardcore's dead
Should be glad motherfucker I just brought it back
So if it's war, then let's just call it that
I was born for that
You talking shit behind my back and I'm just talking facts
Hardcore ain't dead
I sold my soul motherfucker, then I stole it back
I was 17, owned the block with an ounce
You were stopping kids with drugs from selling out
You say they're weak (they're weak)
Not strong like you
But is that really what the strong do?
What you gone through?
Ha, now, hypocrite
You say you fuck around you're full of shit
So keep on hating on me if you think that it hurts
But in the end you didn't stick to your word
So what the fuck's it worth?
Nothing
Bitch
Disgrace, erase, face, the shame
Embrace, your fucking, grave
Look what we got started
Got your whole city jumping
It's EC, you know who it is
The triple six, making kids
Throw their middle fingers up at the pigs
That's real hardcore
And still they say that I'm not real hardcore
Well while you was at school
I had to work at my stocks
And while you was doing homework motherfucker
I was selling rock
So who's real?
Huh
So could you tell me who's
Real?
So if it's war, then let's just call it that
I was born for that
You talking shit behind my back and I'm just talking facts
You say that hardcore's dead
Should be glad motherfucker I just brought it back
So if it's war, then let's just call it that
I was born for that
You talking shit behind my back and I'm just talking facts
Hardcore ain't dead
I sold my soul motherfucker, then I stole it back
I was 17, owned the block with an ounce
You were stopping kids with drugs from selling out
You say they're weak (they're weak)
Not strong like you
But is that really what the strong do?
What you gone through?
Ha, now, hypocrite
You say you fuck around you're full of shit
Keep on hating on me if you think that it hurts
But in the end you didn't stick to your word
So what the fuck's it worth?
Nothing
Disgrace, erase, embrace
Your fucking grave
Oh
Disgrace, erase, embrace
Your fucking grave
So if it's war, then let's just call it that
I was born for that
You talking shit behind my back and I'm just talking facts
You say that hardcore's dead
Should be glad motherfucker I just brought it back
So if it's war, then let's just call it that
I was born for that
You talking shit behind my back and I'm just talking facts
Hardcore ain't dead
I sold my soul motherfucker, then I stole it back
I was 17, owned the block with an ounce
You were stopping kids with drugs from selling out
You say they're weak (they're weak)
Not strong like you
But is that really what the strong do?
What you gone through?
Ha, now, hypocrite
You say you fuck around you're full of shit
So keep on hating on me if you think that it hurts
But in the end you didn't stick to your word
So what the fuck's it worth?
Nothing
Bitch
Disgrace, erase, face, the shame
Embrace, your fucking, grave