We gotta go back to the early days, to the nights of rain,
When we didn't know how to handle the pain,
But we kept the reign intact,
And we did it for the love of the music and the crew and our friends
And the family and all things right
That we didn't talk about but we loved so sound,
And we kept alive through the pride,
'Cause we never failed and we always tried.
And the hate we felt? misanthropy, and we always fought, for the family,
So we're always true and we always kept, the pack mentality,
So take back your two cents... we are, what we are,
We made it through and we're still intact.
So, run for the hills like you're running for your life,
We sparked the movement and control the time.
It is music for the whole and the proud,
We gotta be heard so we sing it loud, from the heart,
Like we mean this shit and just let it out.
And the sound of the kill makes the speakers bleed
And the music was dying so the lead and we set an example for your fucking scene,
It got a little rough, but you've never seen,
No riders in the storm that could act so mean.
No time to cry just time to, fight!
The ignorance that you convey and make you... swallow your pride!
'Cause you'll never know...
You'll never know what we go through,
You'll never know that what we love turns gold so let us feel your soul.
You'll never know...
You'll never know,
Who this song is for what is trapped in the words, what we think of the world.
And you'll never know...
What we can do with our minds, it is more than the rhymes,
And the time you take to think a phrase is the time we take to win the race,
While you stress about it.
...alright, one more time.
When it gets down to it, at the end of the day will you step up to it?
When the lights go down and you face the blackout,
Will you cut the bullshit and just fucking rock out with the BTK?