April 5, 1994

[Intro]
Sometimes it just gets too tight in that box and now you’re looking in the mirror your reflection is dark
Then you start to get to thinking is this what it's about
And the grass is only greener when it burn by your mouth
Lord take me to a higher place, a higher place man
These humans ain't got fucking taste for saving grace they just want us all to stand in place - to stand in place, well I'm ripping off these fucking chains, I'm bout to rage Lord

[Bridge]
Get your hands off, get your hands off
Get your - get your
Get your hands off, get your hands off
Get your
Get the fuck outta my way
Get the fuck outta my way

[Verse 1]
Dark clouds where I walk
Roses die on spot when I pass
Black sheep by that park
The gene pool never planned for that boy
Don't get it twisted if you raise your hand to that boy
He don't think he just fucking act on that
Therapists could never crack the math code to his mind he reside and plot the field’s gold

All the debts I could collect
But you watch from afar and respect
Got me cotching, I'm turnt mix the fed off the who knows what's going on in his head Party crawling screaming fuck all my problems instead
One day we gonna be Swiss with the cheese need the bread

Pedal to the metal on this road
Lord save me from the Rock n roll

Amazing Amy missing from this picture Lord save me from these bitches I'm crazy I’m a switch up

In the good, I'm the bad, I'm the ugly
A perfect mixture I'm a black punk nigga

[Bridge]
Get your hands off, get your hands off
Get your - get your
Get your hands off, get your hands off
Get your
Get the fuck outta my way
Get the fuck outta my way

I'm walking out screaming fuck today
I don't give a fuck today

[Outro]
Even if I'm down down down
You'll always see the crown bitch I am the storm oh no
I'm the coldest one around
I'm that cold mutha fucka don't touch me
I don't trust anybody but me
I don't trust anybody but me
So tell ‘em what you want
So tell ‘em what you want
So tell ‘em what you want
I'm that cold mutha fucka don't touch me
I'm that cold mutha fucka don't touch me

Even if I'm down down down
You'll always see the crown bitch I am the storm oh no
I'm the coldest one around
I'm that cold mutha fucka don't touch me
I'm that cold mutha fucka don't touch me

Even if I'm down down down
You'll always see the crown bitch I am the storm oh no
I'm the coldest one around