The problem with society's been how do we teach And if they'll believe. We'll fight this battle for years to come 'til we only accept that we can stand on our own.
Grandfather used his hands, he worked them to the bone Provide his family with a happy home, alone.
Don't take your aggression out on me. My own man is all I'm meant to be. This common place is so lazy, old and tired All your ideas are so fuckin' uninspired. Takes more than one idea More than one percent to fight the fight How many times have you taught and not conspired?
Don't wanna be, they never say But don't call us the liars
(guitar solo)
We've walked these alleys a thousand times And scattered around a thousand lies. They are trying to hold you down Your life may be hard but keep your feet on the ground. Why don't I have the finest things that others have? The chance is there if you want it all that bad. So bad.
Don't take your aggression out on me. My own man is all I'm meant to be. This common place is so lazy, old and tired All your ideas are so fuckin' uninspired. Takes more than one idea More than one percent to fight the fight How many times have you taught and not conspired?
Don't try and get me confused. Cause I do understand. And sometimes people need help. That they may need a hand When there's problems going on. A thing you have to get straight Is that you don't own my hand. And I don't owe you a thing. So don't think about how sorry You feel and how you're treated so bad.
This common place is so lazy, old and tired All your ideas are so FUCKING uninspired. Takes more than one idea More than one percent to fight the fight How many times have you taught and not conspired?
And as a race we look back and we've come so far. While some may conquer the others had it so hard But in this day we just complain while there's no room for us to fight. I guess we're born and this is how we keep us occupied