LYRIC

Ground and Pound

Growing up in the city
Full of urban decay
There's nothing you can do to save yourself from this hell
Those fucking haters
They stomp you out
They stomp you right to the muthafucking
Ground!
Ground and pound my key to survival
Ground and pound my way of life
Rule number one your body's a temple
Rule number two nasty as dirt
Push me up against the wall
Why do you pick on me
A defenseless Human Being
I Will Have my Revenge
Growing up in the city
Full of urban decay
There's nothing you can do to save yourself
From this hell
Oh but there's one
There's one thing I can do
I can bring the pain right to your fucking door
I can bring the pain right to your fucking door
If you don't believe me
Ask somebody
Ground and pound my key to survival
Ground and pound my way of life
Rule number one your body's a temple
Rule number two nasty as dirt
Ground and Pound
You've been in my head
Every single day
Ever since the day
I torture myself with thoughts of torturing you
I Will take you down From This Throne
I will take you out one by one
I am the new king get used to my Terror.

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