The Psycho Realm Sick Dogs Lyrics

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Sick dogs collide with your stride
Break them off a left and then right
Fight all over these streets
till I meet defeat Im with these
Blocks that rock so many
Wanted by most aint touched by any foes
Inside circles
Attacking like packs of real sick dogs
Running wild, crazy
Sick in the head get out of hand daily
Sick dogs got one screw missing
Are you a peln psyclone on a mission?
Sick dogs we run deep creep come up while you sleep
The strong pray on the weak drop your heat
And protect yourself defend yourself stop the shoot up
Tatted down saying f___ the jura youre a sick dog

Running right through your city of sin
Look alive as we all fall in
Some might fall when the circle spins
And who knows when the show will end
Look at you throw against somebody
Run around and around fighting
Hand to hand combat is starting
And you with no combat skills are falling
For real you know we get down
In sick-a__ world downtown killing fields
Learn soldier grills
f___em all up on the street real quick but dont kill
Ill m____-f___as will make you feel that fear
Hold still
Some might stand and some might fall
What kind of man are you? were sick dogs

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Dance of the dead results in code red
Fatal blows to your whole head
City troops are sent and violently
Answer calls but theyre all scared
Beware of the cold hard stare
Of a sick-a__ man who aint all there
I dare the dogs of law
To come inside my world they all fall
I lead the rest of the pack
And send them on commands of attack
Once you run theres no way back
And we cant let you go f___ that
Dont spare the lives of enemies
On these war frontlines they all die
War pigs and us dont mix
Watchem all drop in the pit

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