(Parsons/Bators) bite on the hands that feed you one day they'll turn on you never trust those with power they'll take you for a fool take what you want and use it ya gotta make it work for you this time round i've had it ya don't tell me what to do take them and break them make them feel it too or soon you will face it when they all spit on you a flower one day withers the end ain't never far time will wait for no one no matter who you are look at the way they treat you a pawn in a powder game propaganda living and you're the one to blame