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Brothers, sisters, you see? The future's by you and me There won't be fighting in the They think got us beat But revenge is going to be so
We're a move, we're making it now We're coming out of the Just put your hands up, a raid yeah We your homes, we want your lives
We want the things you allow us We use guns, we won't use bombs use the one thing, we've got more of That's our
Check lucky numbers That money could drag you under, oh What's the of being rich If you can't think to do with it 'Cos you're so thick
Oh, we weren't to be We learnt too much at Now we can't but see That the future that got mapped out is Nothing to shout about
making a move, we're making it now We're out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, it's a yeah We want homes, we want your lives
We want the things you won't us We won't use guns, we won't use We'll use the one we've got more of That's our
Brothers, sisters, you see? The owned by you and me There be fighting in the street think they've got us beat But revenge is to be so sweet
We're a move, we're making it now coming out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, a raid, yeah We want your homes, we want lives
We want the you won't allow us We won't use guns, we won't use We'll use the one thing got more of our minds, yeah And our minds, yeah