You've got a full time job, with a minimal pay you do all of the work, but you don't get no say You never raise your voice, or try to run the show you
I've been scared to be heard and I've feared that my words would appear in a place that was weird and absurd, while my face is replaced with a picture
you do everything right for all the wrong reasons and you use all the tricks of the trade From the tip of your toes to the tip of your tongue you've carefully
It all happened right in front of my eyes it took me one second and then I realized What can I do, at which end do I start Do I follow my brain or just
who made you the hero, who made you the judge, who gave you the right decide what makes you think that you can't do wrong, why should the whole world
first of all I make sure I've got the right ingredients before I heat up the pan I take a little bit of bitterness to grease it up and keep everything
i've got my back against the wall, my face against your fist my brain confronts my feelings as my stomache starts to twist adrenaline is pumping and my
The money, the power, the glory It's the survival of the fittest, the toughest, the meanest the slickest When the shit hits the fan then we'll see who
I was raised in the name of the constitution I believe in Jesus Christ but not in evolution for my family and country I would go to war to serve and protect
You take what you can, without asking first and then you drink what's left, to quench your own thirst You always fill your plate with more than you can
I thought I knew you, it only goes to show that I was wrong, so wrong I see right through you, and everything we used to have is gone, it's all gone You
Don't give me that crap cos' I'm not all ears, I won't fall for your cries or your crocodile tears Your stupid statements or your lousy lies, Cos' I can
What the hell is wrong with you have you lost your mind you know we never go out this late You're making me look stupid and now I'm feeling mad it must
What a scam, you see I'm living in a land Where the present situation is getting out of hand Racist brutality's an everyday reality It doesn't take more
From the white man's mouth and the white man's tongue There's been hundreds of years of diabolical dung So much prejudice piss has been trickling down
When I was young I was taught to throw sticks and stones Because sticks and stones they could break your bones The only way to get ahead that made any
How many times will it take before we pull the breaks Will we learn from all the past mistakes That it's all about give or take How many times will it
You're politically correct no matter what you say Convincing us all in every single kind of way Cos you frame the words so that we really believe That
