yeah the blacks and whites ll keep on fightin and the blood does light the streets with writin on the wall it wasn t a material door s maid yeah the blacks and whites ll keep on fightin and the blood does light the streets with writin on the wall it wasn t a material door s maid let s sink quick deep in my head and he said that satan s gonna change my world and the horoscope said i oughta change my mood and the old men keep sayin shit they been sayin for twenty years caught m since the lover been playin a lab rat king with a middle class no name see if the guns work well i d saw your lil heart up for a brand new dolla if you won t tell i won t tell i i i confess that i can t put my finger on the trigger to control the stress i take drugs in the closet while the class is goin on and the girls in the lockers undress i got my mind wide open and my eyes closed shut while policemen kick me in the head and the blacks and whites they keep on fightin and the hooligans line the streets with writin on the wall like a pitbull buries a treasure but it s just a bone to make him feel better and everyone says take it slow and easy but destruction transcends from a stash while the old men keep sayin shit they been sayin for twenty years caught up since the lova been playin a lab rat king with a middle class no name see if the guns work well i d saw your lil heart up for a brand new dolla if you won t tell i won t tell 