Out of the Slums
We never asked for mercy from those who were eager to silence our fight!
Knuckles locked tight, spraycans are rattling, boltcutters snapping the wire in two,
Who runs the streets? We are taking the mic to reclaim what was stolen from you!
Pulse on the redline, soles crushing gravel, one move ahead of the pigs and the trap,
Every syllable hits like a shell, leaving no room on their tactical map!
Sick of the parasites counting their coins in the shade while the neighborhood bleeds,
Smashing the iron gate right off the frame with our boots, with our words and our deeds!
Припев
OUT OF THE SLUMS! Trampling boots on the floor!
Facing the system's attack with a circle-pit war!
STOMP! STOMP! NEVER STOP! Hear the alarm bell sound!
Sisters and brothers unite, standing solid and holding the ground!
Fists in the air, smash the ceiling right through!
Lock and reload, taking back what belongs to the crew!
Smell of burnt rubber and flares cutting smoke, vanguard is charging the rail yard line,
Screech of the tracks, blocking the highway, destroying their sanitized sterile design!
Under the radar and dodging patrols, taking the grid under frontline control,
Voice of the basement is shaking the subs from the concrete straight into your soul!
Stencil on shields, locked into position, keep the ranks tight and abandon all fear,
If one goes down in the pit, twenty hands grab the collar and pull him up clear!
Listen to that: it's the hammer that strikes on the anvil inside of our chest,
Fueling the fire with millions of honest ideas that refuse to be put to rest!
Припев
OUT OF THE SLUMS! Trampling boots on the floor!
Facing the system's attack with a circle-pit war!
STOMP! STOMP! NEVER STOP! Let the bass rupture the night!
Turning the ruins and slums to a fortress of solidarity light!
Fists in the air, smash the ceiling right through!
Lock and reload, taking back what belongs to the crew!
Quiet before the eruption is ringing with dread...
Who keeps their loyalty true when the charges are read?
(STOMP!) Never bend!
(STOMP!) Never sell!
(STOMP!) Hammer the bond through the fire and hell!
Circle is widening, air-raid sirens are howling along the highway track,
This is the final counter-attack, and there is no looking back!
Припев
OUT OF THE SLUMS! Trampling boots on the floor!
Facing the system's attack with a circle-pit war!
STOMP! STOMP! NEVER STOP! Hear the alarm bell sound!
Sisters and brothers unite, standing solid and holding the ground!
Fists in the air, smash the ceiling right through!
We broke the trap, taking back what belongs to the crew!
OUT OF THE SLUMS!
OUT OF THE SLUMS!
NEVER STOP!
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