I got a bone to pick, a pick to bone
A God damn pumped up tick and a girl to call my home
I got a finger to point, a point to make
I’m burning down the joint
Got a lead I gotta break
I got something to say (nothing to say)
I got something to prove (nothing to prove)
I got someone to love (no one to love)
I got a mountain to move (nothing to move)
I got something to say (nothing to say)
I got something to prove (nothing to prove)
I got somebody to hate (nobody to hate)
I got a mountain to move (no one)
I gotta move
Gotta move it
I got a microphone, a voice to mic
Check 1-2
Get it owned
Got a ringin’ in my ear
I got a mood to swing, a fate to twist
A non-stop bi-polar express and I’m staying clear
I got something to say (nothing to say)
I got something to prove (nothing to prove)
I got someone to love (no one to love)
I got a mountain to move (nothing to move)
I got something to say (nothing to say)
I got something to prove (nothing to prove)
I got somebody to hate (nobody to hate)
I got a mountain to move (no one.)
I gotta move
Gotta move it
I get stuck inside my head
One side against the other
I get stuck inside my head
One side against the other
Running wild or playing dead
I get stuck inside
Picking fights or breaking bread
I get stuck inside
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