back in the cypher please excuse this disturbance
wakin the quiet causin a major riot with this third dance
my alliance is in defiance so im on my own again
tyrants are small like ants and im not anyones friend
streets filled with war and everyone is tryin be hardcore
suprise attacks flow thru doors and they're loud like roars
gotta take 'em quick leave the sick and scared bitches
to the victor goes the spoils of war now i got the rare riches
bare switches being flipped on and off like some lights
fair stitches being ripped from cold controlled souls of life
rolls of strife contain heated anger and frozen danger
bowls of fire and vast power have quickly chosen rangers
to protect itself from endanger like its some african cheetahs
people tried to fight but they failed soon after sin beat us