That original lifeline Original lifeline I'm the same, I'm the same I'm try'na change Cause there’s a hole where your heart lies And I see can it with my third eye And though my touch, it magnifies You pull away, you don't know why Hey, look up

Say my name And every color illuminates We are shining And we'll never be afraid again And we will never be afraid again We were cold and we were clear With no colors on our skin When we first came here We were light and paper-thin

I can feel this pain is real I hate deep down inside And like broken glass you'll shatter With bloody fists I'll batter Like a ten ton hammer, son I can't stand or take another day my friend You could learn a thing or two I am the thing that makes you

(Screamin' "Motherfuck the world") (Oh!), for the block I (Go) For that spot I (Go), to the top I (Go) Screamin' "Fuck the world" (Fuck the world) Screamin' "Motherfuck the world" "Fuck the world" (fuck the world) And that's real, how I feel 24/7 in a

In comes the flood Wake up America (America, America, I shed these words for thee) All hail Praises be to thee Oh ye paper deity As we hail our sacred cow To the bankers we will bow Endless profit from their wars Making slaves of all the poor

Let's get crazy Lookin' for some action, want a mean machine Gettin' hot 'n' nasty, climbin' in-between I'm-a rockin' in the mornin' and in the night I'm gonna find a mama makes me feel right Let's get crazy (alright)

We're the renegades of funk Destroy all nations Say jam sucker (jam sucker) Say dance sucker (dance sucker) Now move sucker (move sucker) A weh weh weh weh woer No matter how hard you try, you can't stop us now This is the time and age of renegades

Ay tell'em I'mma need a minute Damn my heads fucked up I be thinkin' jail whenever hear'em say they need a sentence I be in the booth zoned out They say they just need a couple lines And all the years on the road got me thinkin' blow Even though they

Hear me now Words I vow No fucking regrets Fuck these chains No god damn slave I will be different I'll stand here defiantly My middle finger raised Fuck your prejudice

Ounce in my pocket, ducking the cops Came from the bottom now I get high at the top Early morning cutting corners Rolling up this marijuana Stole it straight from California homie what do you got on it? My cup holder filled with Tropicana Couple grams of