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With my hands in my pockets And I'm moving forward forward forward forward Who said all the rules are made with rulers We break 'em and break in their computers I ain't buying no more from them looters Who try to out school us So we jump on our scooters I hope you understood us When we say We don't make that money on the violence That's why we don't do the silence We don't make that money on the violence That's why we don't do the silence Do you know me punk? I'd do you punk With my hands in my pockets And I'm moving forward forward forward forward They say I pick big battles with the government Immigration departments For the people who live in the tenements Our voices carry our sentiments We sprinkle your coffee with the cinnamon We're made of ladies and gentlemen From the street to [?] We could take on all your nations