Fource

Fource - Sick Dogs lyrics

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27

Sick dogs collide with your stride



29

Break them off a left and then right



21

Fight all over these streets



27

'till i meet defeat i'm with these



1d

Blocks that rock so many



2d

Wanted by most ain't touched by any foes



13

Inside circles



2b

Attacking like packs of real sick dogs



18

Running wild, crazy



2b

Sick in the head get out of hand daily



24

Sick dogs got one screw missing



2b

Are you a pelón psyclone on a mission?



38

Sick dogs we run deep creep come up while you sleep



2f

The strong pray on the weak drop your heat



3b

And protect yourself defend yourself stop the shoot up



37

Tatted down saying fuck the jura you're a sick dog



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2b

Running right through your city of sin



21

Look alive as we all fall in



2a

Some might fall when the circle spins



29

And who knows when the show will end



27

Look at you throw against somebody



23

Run around and around fighting



24

Hand to hand combat is starting



2e

And you with no combat skills are falling



22

For real you know we get down



2e

In sick-ass world downtown killing fields



19

Learn soldier grills



3b

Fuck'em all up on the street real quick but don't kill



32

Ill mutha-fuckas will make you feel that fear



f

Hold still



29

Some might stand and some might fall



2e

What kind of man are you? we're sick dogs



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2a

Dance of the dead results in code red



23

Fatal blows to your whole head



27

City troops are sent and violently



28

Answer calls but they're all scared



22

Beware of the cold hard stare



2a

Of a sick-ass man who ain't all there



1b

I dare the dogs of law



2a

To come inside my world they all fall



20

I lead the rest of the pack



28

And send them on commands of attack



25

Once you run there's no way back



26

And we can't let you go fuck that



25

Don't spare the lives of enemies



29

On these war frontlines they all die



1e

War pigs and us don't mix



21

Watch'em all drop in the pit



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