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Step by step, when your life is your own trap And the street becomes your home and you find the mind gap Every mornin' get up to find da fuckin' truth You will come to feel that your balls are really bulletproof Please don't say: ?today's no my day!? Get off your ass, don't pass this hard game Every moddafukka that wants to see your end Will not have a good time if you don't want to surrend Hey man, prepare for the callin' Tough guy, it's time for your risin' Gunner, you'll take back da podium Striker, da streets are your stadium If you feel like shit, like a QB sacked It destroys your bones and crashes your fuckin' neck You must know your role and shut da bastards mouth Like The Rock on pay-per-view, "no way out" Now respect your bros and da name of da crew Cuz learnin' this law you'll know you'll bow down to my groove Don't expect this way will be easy like sleep Waking up from a kick, which has never been so deep Hey man, prepare for the callin' Tough guy, it's time for your risin' Gunner, you'll take back da podium Striker, da streets are your stadium Aus Songtexte Mania