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Streetlove

by Birth Struggle Death

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1.
Birth, Struggle, Death Playtime is over, ready to attack We are going nowhere, we are fucking back No more isolation, now go fucking wild Sin city nation, this is our time
2.
These citylights will guide me home, this is my peace, my only throne Souls are taken, dreams are shattered Souls are taken, dreams….shattered Souls are taken, dreams are shattered Souls are taken, dreams….shattered It’s about the streetlove Nothing but streetlove A city of hate gave me streetlove It’s about the streetlove Nothing but streetlove A city of hate gave me streetlove The streets are talking, so there’s no lie The streets are watching, so don’t ask why Street Love The truth outweighs the lies, it’s the final call I’ve seen the weak rise and the strong fall Racism, prejudice, ignorance, hate Love, peace, Joy, faith These streets made me who i am today These streets weed out fakes everyday It’s about the streetlove Cold concrete, streetlove
3.
11 Uhr Abfahrt, 12 Uhr geht’s dann los, Max hat den Vodka bereits auf dem Schoß Grad ma an Winsen/Luhe vorbei, der hübsche Däne will straight wieder heim Albert und Lennart fronten sich nur, geben sich richtig, Comedy pur Mundmischen gehen rum wie die Spritzen am Drop-In Der Bus wurde aufgeknackt, Klamotten weg, Fuck, lass ma shoppen Im Bus nur Typen mit Klasse, trotzdem mehr Punk als die Hafenstraße Im Bus nur Typen mit Klasse, trotzdem mehr Punk als die Hafenstraße Viel Schnaps und teure Turnschuhe, alle richtig am doof tun Viel Gebrüll, kaum Tabus, Sufflevel – Goldener Handschuh Robert köpft die Biere und macht die Ansagen Am Ziel auf allen Vieren, die Leber voller Narben Marcus sagt nö, hat nächsten ‘nen Schädel Maddin is‘ genervt, aber stolz auf seine Flegel Wir bringen Spinkicks und Umsatz an der Theke Ein göttlicher Anblick, mehr Punk als die ganze Szene Im Bus nur Typen mit Klasse, trotzdem mehr Punk als die Hafenstraße Viel Gebrüll, kaum Tabus, Sufflevel – Goldener Handschuh
4.
I only trust in few, you better believe That’s my truth, open your eyes and see Never afraid to speak out, fuck tongue in cheeck Sin city beatdown, a different breed They walk by my side, ignorant by design Real recognize real, stainless like fucking steel This goes deeper than blood, molded by true rage Below and above, keepers of the hate Keepers of the hate, keepers of the hate All the snitches get sweeped, liars will be caught You phonys act street, but you’re fucking not ‘Cause we keep the hate, a value we defend You cheaters keep to fake, you’ll never get respect Yo! 542, SOSF Von der Mosel an die Elbe Halt deine scheiß Fresse!! ‘‘Lennert, aldä, mach Mundmische du Hurenbengel, alder‘‘ Brotherhood of hate, Y’all just stick to being fake Disgusted by your bitchy vibez, all tangled up, irrelevant lives Stick to myself and my kind, can’t relate to your positive mind This is not for you and me, ain’t no hardcore unity
5.
Still no one gives them solace, still no fucking peace Never we’ll relate to what these eyes have seen Still no fucking way out, fight or die in the ashes Life of war and conflict, still no fucking difference The only thing remaining is hate for the world Listen up, listen up The only thing remaining is hate for the world They want to see it burn…. BURN The only thing remaining is hate for the world They want to see it burn…. BURN
6.
The clock keeps ticking, every moment is slipping Away from my grasp, away from my hold The sands of time, they’re so damn cold Buried alive by time, every moment left behind Drowning in the past, suffer in regret I try to hold on, try to stay afloat Time keeps moving, it’s an endless moat Around my heart, around my soul The cruelty of time, it takes its toll Buried alive by fucking time, i feel so fucking confined Every moment lost, every moment left behind I’m drowning in the past, suffer in regret Time is my captor, i can’t rest I wish i could turn back the hands of time Rewrite my story, make everything right But time is a thief, it steals without a sound And I’m left here, buried underground I’ll keep on fighting, i’ll keep on trying To break free from this endless dying I won’t let time bury me alive I’ll find my way, i will survive Buried alive by fucking time

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released June 2, 2023

Credits: All music and lyrics written by BSD

Additional Vocals on Streetlove: Kevin from Acranius

Additional Vocals on Keepers of the Hate: Josh & Andi from Harlekin

Backing Vocals: BSD, Harlekin, Steven AAK

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Hamburg Heavy Hardcore since 2015

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