You yourself and thee, but then who wouldn't wanna be...
I got all freaked out when I figured out the people that were running things
Were cannibals who treated us like animals
Refereed to us as useless eaters
Had made plans to beat us
Now they're all wrapped up like fajitas
I was like damn man this rubbish
Swore unto myself I would not rest until we had abolished
The Swine's programming, clean the slate like rags and polish
Take them d-d-bags to college, maybe we can kick some knowledge
Maybe there's a losing battle being fought among
A certain bunch of people who like talk and writing songs
Maybe we are wrong
Maybe we are French kissing with forked tongue
Maybe we are mongs
Maybe we are never ever really gonna know
Whether what we saw was really real or just a video
Whether anybody knows what the city knows though
But until the city blows I'm a kick it like so!
I am not dead… yeah.