Never begun the calculations
Hang my hopes on faith alone
Yeah, maybe my thinking isn't ordinary
At least it's mine to own changing the mold
Millions speak of what they learn
Like a kids game words get thrown along
Weapon: T-shirt
Cell phone rivers
Low velocity weapons
A veritable mutilation
The way that lie become the truth
When it's covered up in money
Oh, maybe my thinking isn't ordinary
But I could use a break from all the rules
Millions speak of what they learn
Like a kids game words get thrown along and bones get broke
Weapon: T-shirt
Cell phone rivers
Low velocity weapons
Blood levels rise an accelerator
Fear levels rise and it's time to meet 'em
Won't catch my breath 'til the animals go away
Won't catch my breath today
Sickness putrid vomit spewing
Gator bites and stained pink eye
Bleeding of there own devices
Spraying crimson overflow
Beating sunken swollen faces
Cancer stricken bound and gagged
Kneeling to the ruling power
Lowering defeated head
Giving it up