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• Artiste: Rival Mob (The)
• Titre: Bitter Rivals
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I'm looking at you but it's not you that I see. It's something plastic molded around worthless beliefs. Now you look at me and the nature of my game that you're so sure of and you don't even know my name. But names are useless. It's the judgement that counts. It's what defines us and what dictates our bounds. The fortress has been built so high and so strong that it can crush any rival - right or wrong. The truth doesn't matter at all it just makes us weak. Destroy anything in your path. You don't have to speak. Rivalry is what it takes to make the world exist. Strength is individual. Strength is ground ritual. It's standing against anyone not like you. And now that you've found yourself and carved yourself out of stone you stand a coward afraid to be left all alone. Alone and scared shit. Afraid of all that you were. Thought you moved forward? You moved a mile backwards. The fortress has been built so high and so strong that it can crush any rival - right or wrong. The truth doesn't matter at all it just makes us weak. Destroy anything in your path. You don't have to speak. Rivalry is what it takes to make the world exist