Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

Hypocritical Lyrics - Methods Of Mayhem - Methods Of Mayhem

Power to the positive people 

Please push your panic buttons 

Stop the press, it's those hypocritical judge 

And condemning preacher, with pens behind the desk 

 

We protest against their negative stress, time time 

Time to get that shit off our chest, I know that violence 

Don't fix drama, if you wanna have that good karma 

Go ask your mama, did you uncover your third eye? 

 

Yeah and utilized my mental telepathy to get them away 

From T-Lee and the rest of the posse 

 

Click, click camera flash, freeze, frame a time 

From the past or if I had a gat, I probably would blast 

But livin' life like that, probably would not last 

 

'Cause somebody one day onto them leave you left 

Deep in the ground, your last tour date in a casket 

With quadro sounds 

 

Who sets the standards? Who sets the lines? 

Who you? Or do they rule yer minds? 

 

The snitches, the bitches be takin' advantages 

Of the chances that they be giving confidentiality 

T-Bone gave a brotha love and he turned that shit into 10 gs 

 

And now it's he who sails the seven seas 

Left us in the studio trackin' our tracks 

And we're getting freaky-o 

Paparazzi got a satellite 24-7 on my home-o 

 

Uh-oh, with a direct line that goes directly live to the 

Tonight show, where they prep like chefs 

Cuttin' and choppin' with their fake ass voice-o's 

 

Yeah and supporting a low life sucka 

Who stole a video tape of my brotha 

And his wife without they clothes 

 

Now they pack that shit in the publics nose 

But ironically, my fellow peeps burn the trash up at our shows 

 

Who sets the standards? Who sets the lines? 

Who keeps feeding us ethnic separation tax 

Levels n levels of occupation were all 

Significant parts in this universal creation 

 

Who sets the standards? Who sets the lines? 

Who you? Or do they rule yer minds? 

 

See, we sick and tired of they tricks, we use in Voodoo 

On the whole rag-mag click and that hardcopy shit here 

We're gonna give 'em a real topic for the new millennium real quick 

 

Who sets the standards? Who sets the lines? 

Writer: ,

Copyright: Atv Music Publishing Llc, Sony