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The Return (One Take Visual) - Emerald Sun
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Reuben James
Reuben James
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Liam Fernando McEnerney
Liam Fernando McEnerney
Songwriter

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Let me tell you how it was, how it is how it could be Let me tell about the place, where I would be If I didn't man up with the boys in a war So I had to break jaws like Woodley Life in a small town Everybody wanna drink til we fall down Club shut so you know it's bout to go down Outside on the road another showdown, no Shit Palmerston Town boys all in a street war Nobody knows why they got beef for Don't worry bout me in the hood boy Everyone's got love for the bush boy 16 With a mean mug Grew up in a town where they all wanna be thugs Young packs in love with the street buzz I don't know I just went where the beat was In the club 10 blokes to one And 10 out of 10's are close to none Steroid bouncer's, dick torpedo's Too much alpha, too much ego Too much drinking out the box No one's thinking out the box Swear most the time we fight for nothing Better act sense cause the bygones coming Return of the underground king Big swing big ding budda boom, budda bing Return of the Motherfuckin' king, HIT Return of the king hit Return of the underground king Big swing big ding budda boom, budda bing Return of the Motherfuckin king, HIT Return of the king hit Return of the king hit Knock em out Return of the king hit Knock em out Return of the king hit Knock em out Return of the king hit Return of the king hit Knock em out Return of the king hit Knock em out Return of the king hit Knock em out Return of the king hit One time at my buddy's crib A gang of boys he was beefing with That were cool with me, but not cool with him But, if I don't jump in they'll stomp his chin Behind the fence they staunched him out I told he's sisters to get in the house Get in your rooms and lock your doors Nowhere to run prepare for war Mate grabbed his gun and came walking out Tried to line one up that's without a doubt I said young brother don't shoot We outnumbered bout' 6 to 2, but I'd rather we take the lost Then you go to jail, and you pay the cost Settle the fuck down, put that gun down This is a test, you got us into this mess We will just go out like men We will not back out Ahrr we black out we black out Rock through the window they scrammed Said they'll be back with their gun and their clan Inherit rivals it's suicidal Young men fighting like it's for a title Young ones looking at us like we're idols Round and round, in this vicious cycle Return of the underground king Big swing big ding budda boom, budda bing Return of the Motherfuckin king, HIT Return of the king hit Return of the underground king Big swing big ding budda boom, budda bing Return of the Motherfuckin king, HIT Return of the king hit Return of the king hit Knock em out Return of the king hit Knock em out Return of the king hit Knock em out Return of the king hit Return of the king hit Knock em out Return of the king hit Knock em out Return of the king hit Knock em out Return of the king hit
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