Get Some

Intro
Say something for the record, tell the people what you feel
Fuck the record, and fuck the people.


Snooooot!!!!!


We're fixin' to take you down
You know we wear the crown
Just got to mess around
Leave your daughters and sisters with me
Down, down for the fattest sound
We're coming to your town
Making you jump around
Someone's got to do it


Can you slow down, this can't be, cuz you
Know we got, got to have the fat sounds
From s.b., motherfucker said
Is this your soul found, can't you see
And we're coming to your toooown
Break it, smash it, motherfuckin' snot


Snot, your always knew this, snot
Crew, we're undisputed
Snot, you know we rule your world
Clockin' all dem girls
We're takin' yours&no, we'll never stop
Snot, i've got to tell you once again
Don't try&play my crew, 'cause you can't win
I like to hear the sound when you skull cracks
If you do talk back, feel us attack
We're fixin' to take you down
With a fat fuckin' sound, gonna steal your crown
Not here to mess around
I know you hear my voice
'cause you got no choice
The volume of my crew still undisputed
If you don't move - we gonna roll right over, motherfucker
Down with the groove - everything gonna be alright
I've got to wow the crowd with a sound so loud
Try & front but you know i'm gonna get down
I got the mike that's right what's at stake
Is afraid you'll hear the truth
You can't take this

Spray the masses with gunfire
Foreign pigs want to live in fear
They never learn
Light the match & flames burn higher
I need to exterminate the queers,
My stomach turns, would not heed your worthless cries
Strike with fear, no, i won't wait
Your misery, stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate
They cannot see
Prompted by my own self-doubt
I need to hate them because they're strange
They never learn
I have plucked my own eyes out
I live a life that's ruled by rage
My stomach turns, powered by elders lies
Strike with fear' cause i won't change your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate
No they cannot see


Repeat


If you'd open your eyes then
Maybe you could see a figment of closed minds
You know education is the key
Hate sparks will create fire
Why can't you let them be?
I see you're stoopid blind & i know you cannot see


Repeat

Well, i killed my dad in a con gone bad
Nearly drank myself to death
But when he died he said lou had the cake
So i caught a bus headin' west


I saw the numbers running through a small cafe
And i knew i'd find my uncle lou
That's when ed stepped up
He said pick a card
Shape the con before it shapes you


Who sent ya'?
Sam fuckin' peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya'?


Who sent ya'?
Who sent ya'?
Sam fuckin' peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya'?


Now i met my uncle for the very first time
And he sent me on a con with ed
So we came callin' on his girl dianne
A blonde grifter dressed in red
I guess pigeon dropping was the name of the game
And i had to pay my dues
Well, fun time, family fun was the plan
Shape the con before it shapes you


Who sent ya'?
Sam fuckin' peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya'?


Who sent ya' baby girl?
Sam fuckin' peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya'?


Sam peckinpah tried to choke eddie out
But he cut him from ear to ear
Then he grabbed old lou and screamed
"we fuck now"
On his face a twisted jeer
He took old lou to the same cafe'
Eddie couldn't have been much higher when he tied him up
It was his intent to put his head in that deep fryer
Well, dianne told me and i tackled ed
As we did a little wiggle and dance
When we were done ed got a hot head


Well viva la fuckin' france man!


Someone tryin' to kill me man?
(they're trying to kill you eddie)
Who sent you?
Sam fuckin' peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya'?
Who sent ya' baby girl?
Sam fuckin' peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya'?

Yesterday when i was just a boy in times of youthful hero worship
My kind have been molded by images on the screen
Brought up to emulate the big guns
Another guest on death's best show
The influence cuts deeper than mom knows
Electric waves the demon's fly
Now could we just be bred to kill or die
There must be something else
The blame i place on myself
Behind tired eyes the demons stir
The tears go uncried


In the box - doin' time
Now that i'm grown
Abandoned childhood toys
But still what danger have i retained?
To grab the brass ring
& go in for the kill & covet the goods you know dem got for murder
In the box - doin' time
& the minds are locked down

Growin' up in broken homes, you find yourself at ten years old
Runnin' drag and startin' fights
But minors hide behind their rights
Start slow with beer and pot
But soon you're bored with what you've got
Try some dope at first for kicks
You'd promised that you'd never fix
Fade away from the path you choose
You stuck your arm
Started to lose
Surround yourself with pain and strife
A downward spiral is your life
Some years later your life's a shell
Still locked inside this living hell
Only to cope you leave your house
Now meet the cops your luck's run out
You got no love end up in jail
A few more beefs a five year tail
Prison term before too long


Your number's up and now you are gone (and thrown away the key)
Jails, institutions and death (think i'm fucking kidding?)


Now it feels just like a dream
But it's not what it seems
Gotta block out the screams
I'm too tired to defend bring my life to an end
This i can't comprehend, but it's coming
Now the needle's in my neck
I know that mine is not the only life i've wrecked
Now that i know the battle can't be won
Selfishness weighs a ton, lookin' out for #1
As if my life was so pretty
Now things look shitty
And there's no one to save me from
Fuckin' pain
It burns hot from the inside out
Now there ain't no doubt
How this bout started out
Now they've finally brought me down
Sympathy can't be found, locking doors the only sound
I've screwed over all who care
Now it's only fair they've stripped my soul bare
I can't take it
Now it starts to come on strong
The long arm of the law coming down on my head
It's been so long since i have felt the sun beating down from above
Without the bars on my cage reminding me
That i got screwed up and i've got no love
From a truck what the fuck
I'll keep truckin' down
I'm locked in this cell
Kickin' it in hell


Ain't no joke the straight dope started out (locking doors the only sound)
Jails, institutions and death (think you can take your pick?)


Kickin' dope in a jail cell
You wanna die it feels like hell
Muscles ache you cannot sleep
Stomache ache you cannot eat
Do your time and make parole
Now you're free
Out of this hole
Think you'd learn and start to cope
But from the gate you score some dope


Nothing changes
You start to regress
You're all strung out
Life is a mess
Once again

Intstrumental

Ain't no room for us in your alternative nation
It seems you've had control for much too locg
Your greed and your dishonesty only add to my frustration
Can't you see the powers that be
Don't give a fuck about you and me
Somebody better say this 'cause there ain't nobody trying to save us
Just enslave us and leave us hanging on a rope that they just gave us
Victim of your mistrust (ain't no room for us)
You, your dance, your stupid cash advance
No, i'm not a vctim of circumstance
Not gonna leave my life to chance (lyer)
Rape the harts of us, the artists
Reap the benefits
Your pockets, they get fat, while our souls bleed
You're getting away with murder
"son, you failed to read the fine print"
Label whores like festering sores
Keep coming back, they got a deal for you
No it's not just good enough to hate this
'cause we all know the ones in charge
Are all so shameless
And wasted energy on the hate defeats our purpose
Victim of your mistrust
You, you take, our livelihood at stake
And ain't no fake gonna steal my cake
Our spirits much tough to break
Victims of your mistrust
Need to stop and read between those lines
Behind that smile the greed still shows in their eyes
That's part of their disguise
Don't believe the lies
The more i learn about your game
The less i wish to be involved with you another day
Get out of my way!!!!
Just where do we fit in
It looks like we'll never win
And with the next big trend, the cycle starts again
Don't let them turn you 'round and fall out of trust
You got to take control, don't let them have
They've got to work for us
Don't let them forget: they've got to earn the thrust