SUPERTONES STRIKE BACK!
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Like Leia's Father
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You hit, we hit back harder
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Like Huss and Stephen, I am not afraid to be a Martyr
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California sun and sky
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slip inside a suit and tie
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Chevy rolls up to the house with everybody outside
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gonna get down like we did the day before
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50 more people be waitin' at the door
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Team against team, Let's even the score
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If there's 50 people outside,
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We got room for 50 more!
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And we're movinn' all smooth and when we get groovin'
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we're fresh like salsa and we're fat like juben
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You're cranium's cracked from my Shaolin attack
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protect your neck, SUPERTONES strike back!
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We want this whole band to be a big love letter
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so we play the SKA and it makes you feel better
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God's got love for us, so we got love for you
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it's your life, so what you wanna do?
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So come on put a glide in your stride, and a dip in yo hip
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best back the heck up, cuz' hip-hop rolls from my lips
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i spit when I rap, saliva flies when I sing
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God gives me gifts, just look at my ring
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Look less at me and look more to Christ
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His grace has saved me and His grace will suffice us
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So I jump for Jesus, it's Jesus who frees us
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Let's get dumb like Beavis, I don't care who sees us
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When we hop to hip-hop John Bell gets ill props
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you know he can rock socks
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give out love from his soapbox
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with hip-hop nonstop, hippidie, hippidie, hop
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first I can rock them socks, then I can knock your block
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You can't stop this, you can't clock this
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You can't dis this, so please don't miss this
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a van and a roadmap, keep my life in my bakcpack
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Comin' through your town, SUPERTONES strike back
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SUPERTONES STRIKE BACK
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| The O.C. Supertones |
