Dutch Master & MC Syco - Hardstyle Soldiers lyrics

Fuck that!

Yo DJ...
Turn the mic up
I gotta say ....

Fuck that!

Yo DJ...
Turn the mic up
I gotta say something
Close your eyes

Only for a moment
Hold your hands high into the sky
Forgot all about yesterday
Right here, right now

Being together as a Hardstyle army
We are soldiers of an underground sound
We are born for the sound of a 909 distorted drum
The unforgettable sound

It doesn't matter if you're wrong or right
One minute you're on top, the next you're not
The only thing we want to do is party hard in the weekend
Take some drugs, no responsibility

Don't tell us to go to school
Don't force us to go to work
We are out with friends
And the darkness is holding us tight

We must fight to keep this scene alive!
Do you see the soldiers, they're out today
Together we made it
A huge army

Put your hands up
I said put your hands up and scream when I say

This is who we are
This is what we stand for
We are... Hardstyle soldiers
[2x]

Fuck that!

Fuck that!

Fuck that!

Hardstyle soldiers