Welcome to your mental Hell
Born with two choices, dead or in a cell
Forced to the streets, destined to fail
With the odds stacked against us we still prevail
Chip on our shoulder, everything to prove
We'll never back down, cause we've got nothing to lose
Naysayers get older, the new bloods get colder
Now that we've got ice in our veins, your time is over
Your time is up
Our time is now
Strict - Eight Twelve Lyrics
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Welcome to your mental Hell
Born with two choices, dead or in a cell
Forced to the streets, destined to fail
With the odds stacked against us we still prevail
Chip on our shoulder, everything to prove
We'll never back down, cause we've got nothing to lose
Naysayers get older, the new bloods get colder
Now that we've got ice in our veins, your time is over
Your time is up
Our time is now
Born with two choices, dead or in a cell
Forced to the streets, destined to fail
With the odds stacked against us we still prevail
Chip on our shoulder, everything to prove
We'll never back down, cause we've got nothing to lose
Naysayers get older, the new bloods get colder
Now that we've got ice in our veins, your time is over
Your time is up
Our time is now
Writer: Matthew Winstead
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