1. Wig
2. Dirt
3. Kicked In The Head
4. Spank
5. P.M.R.C.
6. Trapped
7. Hate
Wig
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
We waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited,
and waited, and waited. We worked, and worked, and worked, and worked,
and worked, and got jerked. The things we hated, we hated, we hated,
we hated, and hated. People faded, and faded, and faded, they faded.
Faded from our sight. It's plain to see... it's plain to see it's
not me. It's not me, this game you see. I won't play with you
not me. It's not me, this game you see. I won't play with you
not me. It's not me, this game you see. I won't play with you
not me. It's not me, this game you see. I won't play with you
not me. We got burned and learned not to be I guess so free.
Maybe now we can see ourselves and everything clearer.
Dirt
I wanna be dirty, cause I don't care... I don't
care about the clothes I wear. I'll be dirty on the street to feel
alive. It makes me feel alive. When I'm dirty I feel clean
in my head. Every inch of me is covered with everything said.
So give in to the dirty fingers. So give in to the dirty streets.
So give in to the dirty people. So give in to the filth. So
give in to the filth. So, so give in. So give in. So,
so give in. So give in. So, so give in. So give in.
So give in.
Kicked In The Head
Kicked in the head, I'm falling on the floor.
I've got nothing, but I'll dance some more. Feeling alright, it's
good for now. Feeling alright for now is good. Feeling alright,
it's good for now. Kicked in the head, I'm feeling like I've bled.
I've got nothing but I know what's said. And that's good because
now I know I'm not the only one, now I know. I'm not the only one,
now I know. I'm not the only one, now I know. I can feel it.
Kick in the head, oh and I feel no pain. I've got nothing and I feel
insane. This show took my last five. That's o.k., that's o.k.
cause I feel alive. Yeah, I feel alive. Yeah, I feel alive.
Yeah, I feel alive. Spine rattled, sweat stinging my eyes and it's
playing... and it's playing... playing just right. And I have to
move... and I have to move... and I have to move... and I have to move...
and I have to move. Kicked in the head. Kicked in the head.
Kicked in the head. Kicked in the head. Kicked in the head.
Kicked in the head. Kicked in the head. Kicked in the head.
Kicked in the head.
Spank
I woke in the night looking around for some familiar
sight. Where could I be? In some long, gone place? Far
away where life never drags in the heat of excitement? That's where
I am nervous... nervous, but lost... lost in the moment. Leaving
the grind behind. Leaving the grind behind. It felt good to
leave it behind. It felt good to leave it behind. One, one,
one second of relief. One second my heart leaped. I was alive
and ready to dive off of the diving board. Ready for anything.
Where am I now? I don't care cause I'm gone. Long gone from
the grind of life. In that one second I knew it was all in my mind.
My room was dark, it was just the same. No challenge there to meet.
No new life, but that's o.k. The grind is mine to live today.
It felt good to leave it behind. It felt good to leave it behind.
P.M.R.C.
Bullshit. Don't tell me bullshit. Don't
tell me bullshit. Don't tell me bullshit. Don't tell me bullshit.
Don't tell me bullshit. What's the matter with kids today?
There so much trouble, we'll take that noise away... or that's what fuckin'
Helms' would say when he sees the kids aren't acting the "right" way.
Helms looks at the music, well that's not the problem. If a kid can't
handle a 2Live Crew song it's because society's in the wrong. Is
there no solution? They keep kids in a strong hold illusion.
"Explicit lyric" to you maybe truth to me, but it's the enemy to the world
around me. An old man is cussin' and stompin' at the way we live
and the way we try to do our best in our world, but he don't ask why.
Bullshit censorship mother fucker. You tell me what not to say.
No fucking way. They hear rap or metal. They're in a panic.
If their kid don't hear it he's still fucking manic. Censorship won't
make him or her better. A constricted kid will always be a bed-wetter.
Bullshit. Don't tell me bullshit. Don't tell me bullshit.
Don't tell me bullshit. Don't tell me bullshit. Don't tell
me bullshit. Don't tell me bullshit. Bullshit.
Trapped
Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.
Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. If I say, "No" I'll be free but
all alone. If I say, "Yes" I'll be trapped but I'll have some one.
I'm inside out cause I don't know. Decide before I arrive.
Yes or no. If I say, "Yes" I'll be trapped. When I'm trapped
I'll have some one. What's it like to be alone? I don't know,
I'll never know. If I say, "Yes" I'll be trapped. When I'm
trapped I'll have some one. I'll have to decide before I arrive.
I'll have to decide. Yes or no. When I'm free. Yeah.
When I'm free. Yeah. When I'm free.
Hate
I wanna change the color of my skin, so I can know
what it's like... what it's like to walk down the street. A stare
of hate. Would it break my will? Would it break my will?
Would I want to kill? Would it break my will? Would I want
to kill? If they close their eyes would they ever see the difference?
If they closed their ears would it matter anyway? If they closed
their mouth do you think they'd ever listen? If they closed their
mind would they ever learn? Would they ever learn? If they
close their eyes would they ever see the difference? If they closed
their ears would it matter anyway? If they closed their mouth do
you think they'd ever listen? If they closed their mind would they
ever learn? Would they ever learn? I wanna change for one day.
I wanna change for one day... so I could be inside the head of hate...
so I could be inside the head of hate, yeah hate. Then I would know
what it's like to hate. Then I would know what it's like to hate.
Hate is in the air. You can see it, read it, hear it, and feel it.
It hides behind smilling faces... smilling faces of fear. Happy faces
of hate. Pretty faces of prejudice. Sickly faces, ugly faces,
wrinkled faces, decrepit faces of hate... decrepit faces of hate.
The everyday faces of hate. The everyday faces of hate. The
everyday faces of hate. The everyday faces of hate. The everyday
faces of hate. The everyday faces of hate. The everyday...
everyday... everyday... everyday... everyday...