Lyrics

I got so much trouble on my mind That it feels just like I'm always sleeping with the enemy Yeah but, I know the real world always gets the last word And that's why you gotta kick reality So, don't tease me, try to say that I should care Might as well go out for mine When everybody else is going out for theirs Please don't tell me about a fake drug war Go cut education some more The people will, one day, learn and rise 'Cause not everyone is out to score People ask why white people are all fucked up But it's at the liquor store