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Just like Leia's father You hit, we hit back harder Like Huss and Stephen, I am not afraid to be a martyr California sun and sky Slip inside a suit and tie Chevy rolls up to the house with everybody outside Gonna get down like we did the day before Fifty more people be waitin' at the door Team against team, let's even the score If there's fifty people outside We got room for fifty more And we're moovin' all smooth and when we get groovin' We're fresh like salsa and we're fat like juben You're cranium's cracked from my shaolin attack Protect your neck, Supertones strike back
So we play the ska and it makes us feel better God's got love for us, so we got love for you It's your life so what you want to do?
Best back the heck up, cuz' hip-hop rolls from my lips I spit when I rap, saliva flies when I sing God gives me gifts, just look at my ring Look less at me and look more to Christ Grace has saved me and His grace will suffice So I jump for Jesus, it's Jesus who frees us Let's get dumb like Beavis, I don't care who sees us
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