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Boots on concrete, teeth on wire
We came hungry, we came higher I cut my name
in the back of the night
Black boots bite and the floor bites back She says move,
so the walls get tight No clean halo,
just a match to strike
Count it off, count it rude
All my girls in heavy shoes
If they push, we push through
One more breath and then we move
Hard groove, heavy crown
We don't slow, we tear it down
Bass in the ribs,
fists in the sound Women up front,
no backing down
Hard groove, heavy crown
Chain link rattles
with every step
Red lip split with a
crooked grin
No velvet rope, no fake respect We kick the locked door in
No kings
No cage
No fear
Our stage
Hard groove, heavy crown
We don't slow, we tear it down
Bass in the ribs,
fists in the sound Women up front,
no backing down
Hard groove, heavy crown We own the ground
Boots still ringing when the room
goes cold
Tell them who led it
Tell them who holds