What you want? Hot shit to the death./
How do you like this sound? Exactly what I meant./
Looptroop is hotness for Babylon intruders,/
gun salute shooters & everyday music consumers./
You can't bruise us, better chew that paper./
Talk shit, we a go slew the perpetrators./
We heard you hate us, we hurt you fakers./
It takes more than your jealous ass to break us./
This shit is pumpin' wrecking your sound detector./
After twenty records still top choice for selectors./
In every sector all over the tour,/
we bring an all out war on all of your laws./
We go all out raw all over your domain./
The whole world know these four, who knows your name?/
We leavin' stains on your parliaments,/
then go to the next sold out show, who want arguments?

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