Lyrics

Uh Uh Uh Uh Do you feel like a criminal When you feel it coming up? It is or it isn't In the mind of a peasant But that's not how you should think 'Cause everything's different Than one, two Two zero, two seven, one eleven Uh Uh Uh Uh Do you feel like a criminal When you feel it coming up? It is or it isn't In the mind of a peasant But that's not how you should think 'Cause everything's different Than one-two Two zero, two seven, one eleven Take charge of your energy, and take it all back Take it all back, and take control back Your thoughts are your ministry, and you made it all black Take it all back, and tighten the slack I'm not a criminal, but I wish I could be My posse's on broadway Walking down the street Wouldn't it be so easy to just kill everything? But I just can't do it 'Cause I have empathy