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Biohazard

Competition

 

Competition

(album: Mata Leão - 1996)


We used to be part of the same thing
But now you make strides for the gold ring
You make our sacred ground into a slaughterhouse
You used to look me in the eye but now you look me up and down

Competition, always looking out for self
Indecision and then your friendship fell
No religion, no ethics in your ways
I pray for you to see the error of your days
I pray for you to see the error of your ways

Step up for the crew to represent
But what do you stand for? You only resent
It was all for one but now you blew it
I know you're not down, I can see right through it

Competition, always looking out for self
Indecision and then your friendship fell
No religion, no ethics in your ways
I pray for you to see the error of your days
I pray for you to see the error of your ways

What you give is what you get
And I know it's not respect
What you give is what you get
Jealous ways you'll soon regret

Competition, always looking out for self
Indecision and then your friendship fell
No religion, no ethics in your ways
I pray for you to see the error of your days
I pray for you to see the error of your ways

Competition, always looking out for self
Indecision and then your friendship fell
No religion, no ethics in your ways
I pray for you to see the error of your days
I pray for you to see the error of your ways

What you give is what you get
And I know it's not respect
What you give is what you get
Jealous ways you'll soon regret

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