Call it what you want I said just call it what you want Yeah we're locked up in ideas We like to label everything Well I'm just gonna do here what
Sometimes life it takes you by the hand. It puts you down before you know it It?s gone and you?re dead again. I?ve been in places and I won?t pretend
Robert's got a quick hand. He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan. He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid
Rise above gonna start the war Whacha want whacha need whacha come here for Well an eye for an eye and an F for fight Takin me down is a prisoners right
Yet again, I'm hustling, hustling, hustling [x3] But I can't seem to catch a dime Take a little hit and I lose the time I took the man and his horse
Forget your problems Lay down inside of Your innocence of what you are Is What I want I bring my colors Drip down and drained out Tried a million things
Well I've been just I've been a bug unknown I know all about it but my heart is strong I've been away been running to save my head Yeah the warrants
Today I walked through the door and fell down on my floor Got al of my papers out and read them Seems that I've been wanderin' for a little too long Yeah
Walk little walk Small talk big thoughts Gonna tell them all just what I want That Street two streets I see you and me Hanging on the empty of swings '
Never wanna stand up for myself Never wanna get in the way, I said it I don?t know what the plan is, But you can share with me, ?cause I?ll Be listening
Sometimes life it takes you by the hand. It puts you down before you know it It's gone and you're dead again. I've been in places and I won't pretend
I'll hold your hand when you are feeling mad at me When the monsters they wont go, The windows, they wont close, I'll pretend to see what you see How
Rise above gonna start a war Whatcha want whatcha need whatcha come here for Well an eye for an eye and an F for fight Takin me down is a prisoners right