Green Groove - No Rules

No mages, no loss, just the street's command
We write our own rules with the steady hand
Concrete jungles, where the strong survive
If you are weak, you're already dead inside

No rules, no fear, no turning back
No rules, we own the black
No rules, the city's our to take
No rules, this is our stake

Sirens scream, but we're long gone
Masks on faces, moving like phantoms
Every second counts, every move is planned
Cross us once - you won't stand

No rules, no fear, no turning back
No rules, we own the black
No rules, the city's our to take
No rules, this is our stake

No rules