The problem with society's been how do we teach And if they'll believe. We'll fight this battle for years to come Until we only accept that we can stand on our own.
Grandfather used his hands, he worked them too the bone (worked them to the bone) Provide his family with a happy home, alone.
Don't take your oppression out on me. My old man is all I'm meant to be. This God-damn place is so lazy old and tired All your ideas are so plainly uninspired. Takes more than one idea More than one person to fight the fight How many times have you taught and not conspired?
Don't wanna be, they never say But don't call us the liars
We've walked these alleys a thousand times And scattered around a thousand lies. They are trying to hold you till youll die, it may be hard but keep your feet on the ground. Why don't I have the finer, things that others have (things that others have) The chance is there if you want it all that bad. So bad.
Don't take your oppression out on me. My old man is all I'm meant to be. This God-damn place is so lazy old and tired All your ideas are so painful or not uninspired. Takes more than one idea More than one person to fight the fight How many times have you taught and not conspired?
Don't try and get me confused. Cause I do understand. And sometimes people need help. That they may need a hand When this problems going on. A thing you have to get straight Is that you don't own my hand. And I don't owe you a thing. So don't think about how sorry You feel when now your treated so bad.
This God-damn place is so lazy old and tired All your ideas are so plainly uninspired. Takes more than one idea More than one person to fight the fight How many times have you taught and not conspired
And as a race we look back and we've come so far. While some may conquer the others have had it so hard But instead we just complain while there's no one for us to fight. I guess we're born in it and its how we keep our side to pay.