Beggars and gentry, give 'em all an entry Dying for a pass to your timeless affair Make a concession, ignore their transgressions Raising a glass, they
There are secrets we hide We lock away, we keep inside There are secrets that We can never let show There are things that we say, Things that we do,
If they came and took away Everything you are today Could you find another way All my feelings undermined Urged to follow strict design And I won't cross
One, Two, Three, Four Everyone tells me I'm close minded Why don't you listen to this, you might like it Everyone tells me I'm close minded You're some
Watching the world just burn I'm gonna sit and watch it burn I said I'm gonna sit and watch it burn I'm gonna sit and watch it burn I said I'm gonna
Who are you and what does it mean To brand yourself part of an underground scene? Without the passion, you've sold your soul To gain some measure of
I already know what you're gonna say I already know the things you're gonna do Somehow I know how the story ends I've been here before and it's happened
You don't know me, know me at all First I crumble, then I fall away:betrayed You can't see, you're mesmerized Too stubborn to compromise:I stay today
let me tell you something, i just sat here thinking about your comments. i'll fucking tell you anything i wanna tell ya; if you were in front of me right
I know a kid who is out of control Took too many drugs, and it stole his soul Sitting on the porch watching days and years fly by Something needs to
You and I are both the same We dared to play each other's game Now there's no turning back I just don't think like that Wipe the slate clean and start
I've got a list of things that you put me through I place the blame, you feel no shame for what you do You like to think of me simply as a machine And
Looking for a friend from years ago He used to come with us to every show Always had the time to hang with us We knew he was someone we could trust
him off the streets And she dried his tears of grieving She listened to his visions She believed in his believing Ah, he was the sun burning bright
em Can't afford 'em so I tell the swap meet to clone 'em I guess I really am a vanity slave I guess my ancestors turning in their graves Burning money
it and predict it like a psychic Pull down the shades on the windows of your soul And gaze into your mind and watch the wisdom unfold I was taught when your vision
't take too long Children of the future Watching empires fall Madness the cup they drink from Self destruction the toll I had a vision, l saw the world burn
uh, Prince Paul, bring me on and uh Aiyyo Botch, bring me on and uh Mad Money Murph just bring me on and uh Just bring me on, yo This is a world premier
