many of us have them Right before the time when they start back stabbing, huh Never mind they all of that Now can you please, can you please give it up for
we swore Eye for an eye Smile for a smile Not anymore, not anymore Not anymore, not anymore I sing for justice Here we stand in a time Waiting for
have had a chance to say There sorrys and goodbyes, so now its my time to find The right words for the right place And we both know the right place is
just feel like you I'm moving on, don't worry about me cause I'm gon be just fine without you, you'll see there aint no-one on this Earth right now
back with vengeance and slice their trachea Y'all been placed on a contract for hatin' I'ma waste 'em, one by one, for taintin' Ability to kill a facility
gasping for air, for in thy dreams you were there awakening to the bleakness in my room as my eyes begin to blear reality sets and starts the fear for
't even have a chance birthday party, armageddon, long stemmed roses, avalanche broken fingers, going nowhere fast and screeching to a halt all that work for nothin
that I don't really have a place to go So pour me, pour me, pour me another Time just seems to go on and on On and on, and on and on Life inside a bottle
're on the road P-Nut rolls it up Throw me a joint on stage what's up I will tell a cop that I know my fucking rights And we can match wits all night
take you Never turning on me, even though they all try to make you As long as you by my side, there's nothing I couldn't pay for We'll make up and never
hard times And tough times, my heart dies every time my mom cries CHORUS: (2x) ("21 years of my lifetime" repeats through chorus) All my life I kept my eyes on
the night Knowing everything from there on must be right Just a notion But somehow I know I'm not wrong If it's our destiny There's nothing we can do
, Ain't ya sick of being picked on for nothing? Well I'm gonna tell you what to do, Ain't you sick of being pushed, hit, kicked, and even spit on Well
perverse contempt, contempt, and contempt for the seething for writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage, for sick with the body and sinister
FZ: We're shooting the uh, title sequence for Uncle Meat right now, which is the name of the Mothers of Invention movie that we've been working on for
on for what we know is right We know all too well there's no end in sight But human nature is still on our side as the politicians Fall into landslide
shit again Smack your men for jumping in, and get our rob on Rock on pop gone long gone with your watch on When cops swarm exit on some next shit You
you Lil Kim clone clown all this buffoonery, the shit stops now time for you to lay down, I'm sick of the fraud I put hands on this bitch like a spa
