This is not for you Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate something, don't you do it, too Small my table, sits just two Got so crowded, I can't make room Oh, where did they come from?

Guitar gangsters and Cadillac blood They came from the road and out of the dark Went into a place even darker There's a Cadillac out in the dark There's a guitar gangster lighting a smoke And he feels the night, and he feels the fire Driving into the

They, they talking that That gangsta shit They ain't about that Man, matter of fact Hand me my strap Show me where they at I'll stop 'em from talking like that Yeah, niggas talking all that gangsta shit Acting like my money ain't no good in the hood; you

We don't always say what we mean My youth is the foundation of me So wake me up in the Spring From the city of the 915 Where all the girls are pretty And they're down for the hype All my boys are with me Going up for the night But who cares, who cares

Stays in Mexico, One more is never enough His name was Steve, Her name was Gina, (Spoken) You've never been here before have you? They met at a bar called Caboapo Cantina, He was a salesman from South Dakota,

Have not the strongest And closest ties been bound so long I've called upon them They remind me where I'm from With deep conviction I am connected cross the miles With out them nothing worth relying on It's been so long since I could say I've needed

Don't take no mess from nobody I ain't one to be questioned If they act up just leave 'em alone When ya done wit 'em you can send 'em home Switch, switch, switch, switch About who and where I've been About what time I came in Trying to squeeze, baby

Oh things ain't what they used to be, no no Whoa, ah, mercy mercy me Where did all the blue skies go? Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east Whoa mercy, mercy me, Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas, fish full of mercury

I bleed it out Digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going

Absolute Power! That's the only way to roll Absolute Power! They love us everywhere we go Absolute Power! Tecca Nina's bout to blow Absolute Power, Absolute Power Ain't no way you bout to stop this sickness From the deepest darkest part of Missouri