Thursday, April 15, 2010

I'm All Through

To all the Queens and the Kings out there
Who say that they rule every black and white square
Time to prove that your self-proclaimation is true
If you can't, bow down, here comes my demeaning crew.

You tell us what to do, where to go and how to speak
We don't need your talks, I don't need your mighty fine critique
We are tired of playing your games, we are no more the pawns
I ain't gonna do your jobs, so you can mow your own lawns.

Cause I ain't taking no more, I am all through
I think you bit off a little more than you could chew.
Why bossing me around, who made you the boss ?
Stop it while you can before my fists meet your jaws.

Just because you get the upper hand you always push me down
And dress me like a jester while you always get the crown
I think reversal of roles is required, now that I am alive
I am sick of your orders, your borders and your jive

Call me a punk and its okay, I am alright with that
This punk is coming at you, look I got the ball-bat
Lemme hit you, I will just get the tension off your head
I will make sure you get the proper burial when you are dead.

Cause I ain't taking no more, I am all through
I think you bit off a little more than you could chew.
Why bossing me around, who made you the boss ?
Stop it while you can before my fists meet your jaws.

I ain't taking no more
I am stronger than before
I ain't taking no more
I am all through.

I ain't taking no more
I'll make you taste the floor
I ain't taking no more
I am all through.

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