Saliva - Army Lyrics
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Army
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What Are The Lyrics For Army By Saliva?
Running your lip, got a grin on your face
Boy, you better quit before I give you taste You say I'm going down with my crown in the mud But you're just another boy and you can't back it up Here we stand eye to eye I think it's time Put your money where your mouth is Because there ain't no way around it I'll knock you down from the top But you think you can stop me, me You and what army You keep talking shit, dripping blood on the floor You take another hit trying to even the score Boy, you're way out, out of your league Time to bow down, down on your knees Here we stand in the lights I think it's time Put your money where your mouth is Because there ain't no way around it I'll knock you down from the top But you think you can stop me, me You and what army You and what army's gonna take my throne Break my bones, steal my soul Ain't no army gonna climb these walls Ten feet tall, I won't fall Put your money where your mouth is Because there ain't no way around it I'll knock you down from the top But you think you can stop me, me Put your money where your mouth is Because there ain't no way around it I'll knock you down from the top But you think you can stop me, me You and what army You and what army Ain't no army gonna climb these walls Ten feet tall, I won't fall |
Who Wrote Army By Saliva?
Blair Daly, Bobby Amaru
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What's The Duration Of The Army By Saliva?The duration of Army is 3:10 minutes and seconds. |
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