Lost all my friends pulling down my pants. Just to say hi and I'm still alive. Without a tan, tripping, naked man. Through the forest who like me has fallen.
Ladies and gentlemen. Please welcome from Los Angeles California... PUNK. . RIGHT. . Come on come on. What's your name. P.U.N.K... PUNK. . Heavy metal punk.
Well I believe in the power of love,. It give me strength to carry on. It's the only hope that keeps me alive,. When I feel I can't go on. . Out in the streets I've seen a thousand empty eyes.
Then I woke, seven whole days gone. The sunrise is perfect. Taking aim, changing colours while it burns. It made my stomach turn. It made me quite unsure.
You can see it in your life. You can feel it hold you tight. And I know just where you go. 'cause you're hiding from the light. You can't deny the fear in your mind.
I'm sucking on a 40 with friends who just adore me. Oh how they love that old English accent. They of the black persuasion, missed out of being African.
Searching for someone so long. To fill this hole in my heart. I've tried everything I could find. Nothing could set me apart. I've been searching for all my life.
Good life came callin', I fell under its spell and kept fallin'. Great night, so fittin', I sat into your lap and stayed sittin'. Oh your smile seemed willin', you hid behind your porcelain fillin'.
Keep on takin' your medication,. Lock that temper behind those pills. Your brain is fryin' insanely flyin'. Just remember it's bad to kill. . I go with a psycho, I go with a psycho.
I said Lord here's the total of what I done. Sometimes I did good, sometimes I done wrong. But I did the best I could from where I come from. And I keep on trying till my day is done.
[Intro: Immortal Technique (parole officer)]. (980505A) Yeah nigga what. (You made parole) What?. (Pack your stuff) The fuck?. (And get the fuck out of here) A-haha.
I lean my head against the glass of the chilled, cold window.. Feel of cold pulls me back to memories of the past;. I fell down on the ground, colored stones with my blood....
I'm painting my sorrow with these dark colors. I immortalize my painful ife into this work of art. . Night after night. At the attic in dim candlelight.
Eve of the cold I take a walk outside;. To escape the inner fight... Wind blows the snow over my troubled soul;. Pain that won't leave me alone... . Under the burden that makes me insane;.
Baby please don't go. Please don't go. Stay right by my side. By my side. Baby please don't go. Please don't go. Stay right by my side. By my side. . Rainy days bring back memories of you.
Chorus. I wanna pay you back. For the things you do for me. I love you so. Never let you go. . You give me all your lovin'. And I wanna give you mine.
Yeah, this for all those ladies out there. That's waitin' for that hustler that pimp. That playa to hit you on the side. . I'll make sure I'll hit you on the side.
I hear voices inside. my brain is locked from the outside.. My body betray me. no one else can set me free.. Nothing can prove. a useless pain. I want a worthy death.
Surrounded by strangers. Their sounds and their changes. . There's a big old man. In his underpants. He plays the clarinet every night. And trying hard to figure it out.