Lyrics

I got you but you got the monkey I'm right here dead New York City Wanted sin before, you might have come before me Oh, why is it that you crawl when you're hungry? Drop your guns And go Take to the streets Go Take to the streets Go Take to the streets And run with me Let's go Take to the streets Go Take to the streets Go Take to the streets And run with me Let's go You don't know but we are your army We got Ritalin and guns, we are ready LA to Kuwait is everyone listening Tell me how is it that we can keep on hurting? Why can't we stop? Repeat from "Drop your guns" I got wounds down deep I got a holocaust I need to find some friends Who understand It's time to get up, step up I got my brass knuckles in my hand Go Take to the streets and run with me