When your spine is cracking and your hands, they shake
Heart is bursting and your butts gonna break
Womans cussing, you can hear her scream
Feel like murder in the first degree
Aint nobody slowing down no way
Everybodys stepping on their accelerator
Dont matter where you are
Everybodys gonna need a ventilator
When youre trapped and circled with no second chances
Code of living is your gun in hand
Cant be browed by beating, cant be cowed by words
Messed by cheating, aint gonna ever learn
Everybody walking round
Everybody trying to step on their Creator
Dont matter where you are, everybody, everybody gonna
Need some kind of ventilator, some kind of ventilator
Come down and get it
What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do?
What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do?
Gonna fight it, gonna fight it
Gonna fight it, gonna fight it
Gonna fight it, gonna fight it
Gonna fight it, gonna fight it
Gonna fight it, gonna fight it
Gonna fight it, gonna fight it
Gonna fight it, gonna fight it