Triumph

What hell you think you are?
In this streets called brotherhood
You´re just a worm, and this assossiation
Is not for you
To all my brothers and sisters,
Who togheter we made a unbreakble chain
We came so far, so here we go

Raise your arms, closed fist,
We will, we will triumph

This is for the oldschool
We represent east to west side
Bayside kings in tha house
We are the monsters of your nightmares...

This is for myself, for my brothers, for my crew, for my family

1712 crew respect and loyalty
Respect for me, respect for you, loyalty for the family