Put your hands up in the air and flip off Uncle Sam Flip off Mother nature and flip off your fellow man Always take what you want and more than you need Always go against the grain no cure for man disease
Still the battle rages on far too long I have nothing to compromise Twisted thoughts until I die Slave to life
All I want out of this life is big piles of cash Drive this bitch into the ground, redline, burnout, then crash Lay there wasted in the wreckage as the money burns Lay there wasted in the fire man will never learn
I am a slave a slave to this life I try and I try but I can't get it right I have nothing no compromise Twisted are my thoughts until I die I die
