Some of these grown folk
Only get how to live rigid with a lid
But to me it's an old joke
And a fib’s what it is, big biz for the kids
So I laugh when alone
And I hope for the best
Never know never guess
I lay low in the mess
But I'm gonna keep flyin’, while they keep dyin’
I’ma keep playin’, while they sayin’
This how you s’posed to live
That ain't me though, I got more to give
Tell me you know what, I say hold up
I ain't try’na listen to this show, cut
I don't even what the hell y'all about
Try to gimme water from your well, I pour it out
Yup, I pour it in the floor now
And I shut the door, ciao
I'm out, but I get it in
I'm outfitted with a fit wig, finna win
Tell me to live square, but I don't care for that
I know where I'm at
Not here, nor there, no care but

CHROUS:
Light bright, light bright
bright, teach flight
Light bright, light bright
Bright, teach flight
Hey x7 Plug it in
Hey x7 Pull the pin

Put you in a box but you think outside, collide
Protons get a free ride, abide
Tossed aside like killers
Fit it nice and neat in a brand new manila, gorilla
Put us in a cage, nicholas
What you expect? give respect it's ridiculous
Fickle bitch fake like Milli Vanilli
So put the brakes on your attitude really
Tell me to grow up, I throw up
Serve it to you in a cold cup
It's mind over matter, don't climb the ladder
I'm serving your fuckin’ ass up on a platter
Do what I wanna do, say what I wanna say
Sent you a memo via fax just the other day
Runaway train, the same can't complain
You're a simpleton, lame, you live to play the game
And you're over here saying get a real job
Tell me what is so real 'bout driving a Saab
And I don't care for rules cause I know there are none
And society dies while I'm holding the gun

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BRIDGE:
If I listen to the system
If I give in, I don’t grow
So I listen to the wisdom in the distance
And I get low
And I keep my, yup I keep my
I keep my eyes peeled
And I creep by, then I leap by
And I watch them die, real

If I listen to the system
If I give in, I don’t grow
So I listen to the wisdom in the distance
And I stay low
And I keep my, yup I keep my
I keep my eyes peeled
And I creep by, then I leap by
And I watch them die, real

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