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Old Fashion Way

from S​/​T by Dog Years

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The Old Fashion Way

The hour grows late, you take your mark
Stalking her down like a hunter stalks prey
Up darkened alley ways you follow the bend
Backing her up , cornering her in
Through a shit eating grin you say “baby relax”, gripping her throat, taking her back
Ripping her Dress, bruising the skin
Screams out for refuge are no fucking use
A patron saint a saving grace
Pulling him off but the damage is done
Swing of the gavel and 6 six months til free . Bullshit, motherfucker send him straight to the gallows

Fight for life
Human waste vs human rights
Vulnerable state
A scar that’s left for fucking life
Revenge in sight
If rape's a culture I’m a genocide
Old Fashion Way
Can’t run from me now it’s time to pay

NO TRIAL
NO JURY
SWIFT JUSTICE
DELIVERED BY MY HEAVY HANDS

We got this shit locked tight brass knuckles and flash lights
We're heading out tonight to fucking set the record right .
No grasp of what you did
I want you feel to just like she did

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from S​/​T, released June 22, 2018

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Dog Years Detroit, Michigan

Back to roots Hardcore from Detroit. Looking to bring back early 2000's moshcore sound with modern flair and vital lyrics.

FFO: No Warning, Warriors, Guns Up!, Down To Nothing, Terror

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