Letras
Rawpack, Washington, who y'all got a problem wit/ reaching in my mouth and I'm comin out with the ox again/ crowd they need oxygen, breaking necks and poppin limbs/ whole club paralyzed, that's if anybody lives/ top 10, fuck it top 5 on anybody list/ hard dance poppin bitch, drums sound like poppin clips/ I dare anybody to try to tell me we not the shit/
murder everything moving rawstyle apocalypse/
Hardstyles, hard dance, yeah you know we the top the list/ always get it poppin bitch, drums sound like poppin clips/ I dare anybody to try to tell me we not the shit/ murder everything moving, Rawstyle apocalypse