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Yeah
I’m gonna make you, shake you, take you
I’m gonna be the one who breaks you
Put the screws into ya, my way
Yeah, c’mon, c’mon come and make my day
Make my day
Yeah
Got some hell to pay you, steal your thunder
The joy of violent movement, pulls you under
Ooh bite the bullet, well hard
Yea, but I bite harder, so go to far
To far
Friction, fusion, retribution
I can’t hear ya... talk to me
I can’t hear ya... so talk to me
I can’t hear ya are you talking to me
I can’t hear ya are you talking to me
I can’t hear ya trying to be my lord
I can’t hear ya talking 2 by 4
Yeah
I’m gonna make you, shake you, take you
I’m gonna be that one who breaks you
Put the screws into ya, my way
Hey c’mon, c’mon, come and make my day
Make my day
Friction, fusion, retribution
I can’t hear ya... talk to me
I can’t hear ya... talk to me
I can’t hear ya are you talking to me
I can’t hear ya while your talking to me
I can’t hear ya trying to be my lord
I can’t hear ya talking 2 by 4
Friction, fusion, retribution
I’m going to make you... talk to me
I’m going to trick you... so talk to me
I can’t hear ya are you talking to me
I can’t hear ya are you talking to me
I can’t hear ya trying to be my lord
I can’t hear ya talking 2 by 4
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