Regular People (Conceit)

I've trampled on that road

That you think you own

(You have that smart-ass attitude)

It's time to stop the fiction

I live it every day

While your mind's far away

I'm out here putting pride on the line

And you case on me with pure respect

One chance at one thing

Hard time is coming

My time, your pain

I reign on you

You

You think you own

I take away

Take it with me

(I see)

You

You think you own

I took away

Make it my own

Most regular people would say

It's hard

And any streetwise son of a bitch knows

Don't fuck with this

Most regular people would say

It's hard

And any streetwise son of a bitch knows

Don't fuck with this

Been so many times

You practice in your mirror

To be just like me

But you just can't see

(You ain't got the balls, son)

I fight for love of brother

Your friends fight one another

You can't see because your head's up your ass

And just in case you think you're bad

I crush your rush

I rule you fool

I'm immovable stone in your world of weak

I speak

You

You think you own

I take away

Take it with me

(I see)

You

You think you own

I took away

Make it my own

Most regular people would say

It's hard

And any streetwise son of a bitch knows

Don't fuck with this

Most regular people would say

It's hard

And any streetwise son of a bitch knows

Don't fuck with this

Most regular people would say

It's hard

And any streetwise son of a bitch knows

Don't fuck with this

Most regular people would say

It's hard

And any streetwise son of a bitch knows

Don't fuck with this

Don't fuck with this