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Shut up when I'm talking everybody get up
Its time to break down the walls surrounding this town
Stand tall never fall put your fist in the air
And raise it high to the anthem of the new year
Fight fight fight fight for every story told
And every broken heart and soul
These splintered frames won't be put back together
So get up get up fucking lose control

Break down bust out feel the airwaves
Hold it mold it watch it take shape
Whoa whoa whoa - we got the noise
Whoa whoa whoa - we got the noise

Ignore the signs that caution disastrous fates
Rewrite the rules and replace them with nothing but hate
We will unite as we march to the beat of the snare
Don't hold me down, tie me up cause you can't learn to share
Fight fight fight fight for every legend carved
Who passed onto the artist starved
These sticks and stones have shattered more than bones
So get up get up fucking lose control

Break down bust out feel the airwaves
Hold it mold it watch it take shape
Whoa whoa whoa - we got the noise
Whoa whoa whoa - we got the noise

We got the noise
For misfits and the outcasts
We got the noise
For platinum bling and gold
We got the noise
For kids who play the 6 string
We got the noise
For Snoop packing the bowls
Shut up when I'm talking everybody get up  Its time to break down the walls surrounding this town  Stand tall never fall put your fist in the air  And raise it high to the anthem of the new year  Fight fight fight fight for every story told  And every broken heart and soul  These splintered frames won't be put back together  So get up get up fucking lose control    Break down bust out feel the airwaves  Hold it mold it watch it take shape  Whoa whoa whoa - we got the noise  Whoa whoa whoa - we got the noise    Ignore the signs that caution disastrous fates  Rewrite the rules and replace them with nothing but hate  We will unite as we march to the beat of the snare  Don't hold me down, tie me up cause you can't learn to share  Fight fight fight fight for every legend carved  Who passed onto the artist starved  These sticks and stones have shattered more than bones  So get up get up fucking lose control    Break down bust out feel the airwaves  Hold it mold it watch it take shape  Whoa whoa whoa - we got the noise  Whoa whoa whoa - we got the noise    We got the noise  For misfits and the outcasts  We got the noise  For platinum bling and gold  We got the noise  For kids who play the 6 string  We got the noise  For Snoop packing the bowls