I ain't gettin lay to waste in this paper chase
look at all the claims we stake in the name of faith
really a disguise for all the hate, look at the masquerade
Bulls on parade with elephant and @$$ plaster faces
break away the pavement and get down to earth, for what it's worth
This is the land of my birth that they curse
with the fruits of all my hard work dispersed in the dirt
but no doubt, they chemically drown out my sprouts
till my clout wants to hang out in the clouds and get T.F. out
Catch brown trout till the waters in the streams get all browned out
and his pices messiah fish grows a third eye and lungs to get tthe sound out...