Look back at your life is it that sad? Is your back pack full of crap is it that bad? Looking towards the back of a cash stack Cold and black we make it happen Everyone can take a hand and Together we all can make a stand Take a battering ram to the door of the man Let's keep the promise for the promised land
At the end of the day we'll say fuck that mother fucker Fuck that mother fucker At the end of the day we'll say that's that mother fucker That's that mother fucker
Fuck We'll take it back Everyone is sinking down in to this life under the crown Passing judgement, passing out A lesson never learned no doubt