The Fight

The problem with society's been how do we teach And if they'll believe We'll fight this battle for years to come 'til we all accept that we can stand on our own Grandfather used his hands, he worked them to the bone Provide his family with a happy home, alone Don't take your aggression out on me My own man is all I'm meant to be This common place is so lazy, old, and tired All your ideas are so fucking uninspired Takes more than one idea More than one person to fight the fight How many times have you taught and not conspired Don't want to be, they never say But don't call us the liars We've walked these alleys a thousand times And scattered around a thousand lies They are trying to hold you down Your life may be hard But keep your feet on the ground Why don't I have the finer things that others have The chance is there if you want it all that bad So bad Don't take your aggression out on me My own man is all I'm meant to be This common place is so lazy, old, and tired All your ideas are so fucking uninspired Takes more than one idea More than one person to fight the fight How many times have you taught and not conspired Don't try and get me confused 'Cause I do understand That sometimes people need help That they may need a Hand when this problem's going on A thing you have to get straight Is that you don't own my hand And I don't owe you a thing So don't think about how Sorry you feel when now you're treated so bad This common place is so lazy, old, and tired All your ideas are so fucking uninspired Takes more than one idea More than one person to fight the fight How many times have you taught and not conspired And as a race we look back and we’ve come so far While some may conquer, the others had it so hard But in these day we just complain while there’s no one for us to fight I guess we’re bored and that's how we keep us occupied