Household Name (feat. Jyager)

Yo, never gonna stop, it's always straight forth

Gotta give a lot just to make more

Tryin' to fill the pot, I can't stay poor

Sittin' around waitin' to blow like claymores

In the middle of a man-made war

I break myself off to take a little pause

Tryna figure what we really came for

Given a cause we never thought we would care for

Live by the rules or be an outlaw

However I choose, it'll be your downfall

I don't wanna lose, so I have to move

Before I'm consumed by the night wolf

Feelin' out of tune, what am I to do?

Tryna to stay cool in the wrong mood

Chained to the wall, chain and ball

Wrapped to my ankle, I'm fallin' to the damn floor

Upside down, my downsides up

In a ghost town where I'm stuck

Livin' underground, tryna climb out

Chillin' in my midnight lounge until my time's done

Will I be a foot soldier or Ayatollah?

Be the model in the ad for the diet cola?

Will I be a lowlife or a high roller?

Will I be a household name when my time's over?

Will I smoke crack, heroin or hydro?

Will I buy the Blackberry or the iPhone?

Will I cash a paycheck or the giro?

Will I be popular with everybody I know?

I'm a mechanoid, I'm an android

Will I read the broadsheet or the tabloid?

Will I try and find a job or stay unemployed?

Another day, another problem to avoid

I'm goin' through the motions, the machine-man

Will I eat the thin crust or the deep pan?

Entertain the notion I'm a free man

With the blood of injustice on each hand

Will I support the red or blue team?

Will I vote for the red or the blue dream?

Or the yellow washed up in the slipstream?

Will the sniff make me feel like I'm sixteen?

Will I ever just turn off the TV

And look down at the earth that's beneath me?

Or will I just act like that's beneath me?

I'm a robot, you don't wanna beef me

Might as well join me, 'cause you can't beat me

Put it on a canvas, gallery graffiti

It's too easy, it's too hard

Payin' for the food, payin' for the yard

Payin' for the car

Countin' every penny in the jar, like rah

Life feels like peddlin' a penny-farthing

You ain't gettin' very far

Finishin' this cigarette and headin' for the bar

Will I buy the Snickers or the Mars?

E&J Liquor or the six-pack of Stella Artois?

Sky-high like my credit card charge

Thought about suicide, couldn't be arsed

Never had the chance to advance

Too slow to approach the pretty girl and ask for a dance

I was just too busy dealin' with my task

Dwellin' on the future, livin' in the past

Will I be a foot soldier or Ayatollah?

Be the model in the ad for the diet cola?

Will I be a lowlife or a high roller?

Will I be a household name when my time's over?

Will I smoke crack, heroin or hydro?

Will I buy the Blackberry or the iPhone?

Will I cash a paycheck or the giro?

Will I be popular with everybody I know?

Your sin, your vice

Buy low, sell high

Just name your price

It makes me feel good

I feel alive

Your sin, your vice

Buy low, sell high

Just name your price

It makes me feel good

I feel alive

I'm very concerned about you, Billy

The risks you take

You're aware, aren't you, that what you're doing is illegal?

And what about what they were doing?

Billy, people are what they are

Now, you have to learn to accept that

And you have to learn to accept society's rules

If you don't follow the rules, Billy, bad things happen

Now some people make the rules and some people follow the rules

It's a question of what you're born to

I really hate giving you drugs, Billy