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PRO-PAIN LYRICS
"Road Rage" (2001 Live album)
1. Stand Tall
2. I Remain
3. Life's Hard
4. Get Real
5. Act of God
6. Smokin' Gun
7. In For The Kill
8. Don't Kill Yourself To Live
9. Foul Taste of Freedom
10. Crush
11. Shine
12. Make War (Not Love)
13. State of Mind
14. The Stench of Piss
15. Bad Blood
16. Iraqnophobia
17. Pound For Pound
1. Stand Tall
I can hear a voice inside
it's telling me to try to hold on
I tried to give it up
but then you put me back to where I belong
now faced with a bitter rival
and it's a matter of street survival
we must all be subjected to the words we don't want to hear
it was a game, now it's a war
were not ashamed to want some more
stand tall
time to prepare the masses
to counter what they had us believe
bust heads and kick some asses
cause it's the best to give than to receive
breakdown these walls together
cause silly words won't last forever
we must escape the past
can't spin our wheels to make it last
that's why the game was never won
it's all the same when said and done
stand tall
2. I Remain
busted out back in 82'
a buncha kids with nothin to do
played bass, had a beat up car
no plans of takin it far
messed around,
got a couple of gigs
no chance of makin it big
some folks tried to bring us down
didn't know we had
our feet on the ground
don't wanna be nobodys tool
I ain't got the time to play the fool
don't wanna go down in flames
so for now I remain -
I remain
second wind circa 92'
took a chance and started anew
grass roots and a common cause
set pace and opened the doors
case in point -
it was outta control
with no sign of sellin a soul
you breakdown when the stakes are high
life sucks
and we're all gonna die
don't wanna be nobodys tool
I ain't got the time to play the fool
don't wanna go down in flames
so for now I remain -
I remain
3. Life's Hard
What did the father say to the son?
He said crack the safe boy, get the gun
It's time to wash up the dirty hand
Gonna fatten you up kid, rape the land
Cause once we get some then we'll want more
It's safe to call this an all out war
You fend for yours, I'll defend whats mine
I declare discrimination by design
Life's hard. Can't let those who have, get.
Been at the bottom far too long
Get to cause of what went wrong
and set the sights on a brand new day
How nice to see you see things my way
I'll plot the course to proceed ahead
but the pain wont stop till I see red
Way back in the corner of my mind
I can see extermination of mankind
Life's hard. Can't let those who have, get.
4. Get Real
Need on my left, greed on my tight
Secrets are kept plain as black and white
And its a killing machine
The best that there's ever been
Now feed, and give the nose a line
It ain't easy. Hard Defined
1986, L.A.'s Compton cocaine central
Crackhead politics...I feel
the international cause
it was plain and simply self inflicting
genocidal wounds that never heal... So get real
United we stand, divided we'll fall
You've poisoned our sons
and drowned us in alcohol
Now Im gonna get you back
Prepare for a brutal attack
I swear I'm gonna take a chance
set up shop, take a stance
Into the pressure zone
Gotta crack the pipeline into Texas
and make sure another state won't deal
We'll seize the last of it
then we'll crush the system as we know it
breaking through all governmental seal...To get real
5. Act of God
I believe that we've
deceived our sons -
they feel betrayed
how can we repent
to save ourselves
and face the day
rise up above the ash
do you see the wrath?
can you feel the reign?
lie on a bed of nails.
paying for your sins.
can you take the pain?
act of god
is what we'll bring
the war's on us
when everything's all said and done
in the end we try to mend
the scars we left behind
pay the toll to sell
the soul and strip
and search the mind
burn weaker than before.
we cannot ignore
a blessing in the skies.
the dark before the dawn
cast upon the earth
plans for our demise
act of god
is what we'll bring
the war's on us
when everything's all said and done
6. Smokin' Gun
I foresee the way it's gotta be
my intentions are to serve you wrong
I tried to find strength and piece of mind
when you put me to the test, but not for long
Pressure. It's always on
Sometimes you gotta take the ball and run
Power. It's all in my hands
but what will I do with the still smokin' gun
Feed my need to build a house of greed
Intentions seem to prove correct
The policy is simple the Plans all good
to rid you of your self respect
Pressure. It's always on
Sometimes you gotta take the ball and run
Power. It's all in my hands
but what will I do with the still smokin' gun
7. In For The Kill
ground troops are chasin
the whites of your eyes
close all the doors and
take a word from the wise
arm personnel and
deploy in the sand
drive like a knife
through the heart of the land
the heart of the land
where time stood still
against our will
won't get no rest until
we're in for the kill
bombs over head will make you
fall to your knees
warheads are launched
with infectious disease
no place to run to and
nowhere to hide
so why did you take us
along for the ride?
along for the ride
where time stood still
against our will
won't get no rest until
we're in for the kill
8. Don't Kill Yourself To Live
Let me tell you a story that you'll never forget
bout' making something outta nothing
try to show some respect
I made it to the top of the Empire State
and put the bald to the win town for those who relate
New kid on the blosck I'm Not "so to speak"
but I'll punch you in your mouth, your head, and your beak
You can tell your friends,your moms,and your pops
how I came from the bottom and made it to the top
SO outta my way
I'm comin like a freight train right on through ya
and if you thumb a ride I'll take you home
One million mile an hour of superficial power
We got nothin to lose but lots to give
Don't Kill Yourself to live
Lookin out for you like the CIA
I'll try to get you off for nothin the American Way
Run you outta Dodge like a shot in the dark
just whn you thought that you were playin
with the boys in the park
keepin you in check, don't act so suprised
when yu wake up in the morning with me in your eyes
Makin sure you don't end up like the rest
gotta give it your best, through the worst, if not the last.
9. Foul Taste of Freedom
young, dumb and helpless - in the states
you say you ain't got no money - i can relate
i lost my job and my house and my - piece of mind
we're in the deepest depression of - modern time
a thousand points of light shinin' - in my face
eyes are blinded by a can of replublican mace
shinin' seas of starving people are the - unemployed
stars and stripes are rubber checks - null and void
we are the red, white and blue that you bleed
we have the right to survive and succeed
worthless and weak is "be all you can be"
democracy leaves a foul taste of freedom in me
budget cuts and tax hikes - crush the land
of plenty, see the weak die by gods hand
if you're proud of your country then you're probably rich
buf if you're fed up you better piss, moan and bitch
yankee doodle dickweed went to town
apple pie and chevrolet shot him down
a patriotic, fatheaded, sucker, freak
is proud to serve the country that had served him weak...
10. Crush
25 bucks and a bottle of wine
The pressures on but I feel fine
I crawl into a hole for a couple of days
This God sure works in mysterious ways
Heart has been racing
Since I was a boy
And I too bleed red
Gonna crush kill destroy
Paralyze me with a mind charade
I took a wrong turn at the freak parade
If less means more then more means less
I'm just a little white pawn in a game of chess
Call me crazy
I call it a ploy
Still water runs deep
Gonna crush kill destroy
11. Shine
Burn the bridge
And severe all ties to the right
Kiss the kids
Cause daddy's gone off to fight
Brace yourself
For the search and seizure of the land
We'll spread the wealth
And finally gain the upper hand
In death and taxes
God we trust
E.Pluribus unum shine
I rust
Hang 'em high
And don't cut em' down till you're told
We're justified
In taking back what they stole
Mad as hell
We desecrate in disgrace
Dry, the well
You kick the dirt in my face
In death and taxes
God we trust
E.Pluribus unum shine
I rust
12. Make War (Not Love)
I'm an open wound
I can feel lt In my gut
I lie face down In my excrement and try to belly up
Unilke a fish I can't swim against the tide
So i keep my head above water and try to thumb a ride
Yet only the strong survive and the weak shall fall
The rest will pray to the likes of a concrete wall
Destroy the role that fits like a hand in glove
AND MAKE WAR NOT LOVE
lf i were a broken back and you were a brace
would you let me lay down and die here or put me back in place
Like the lamb, too submissive and nice
you were easy prey for the wolf pack who made you pay the price
Yet only the strong survive and the weak shall fall
the rest will pray to the likes of a concrete wall
destroy the role that fits like a hand in glove
and make war not love
13. State of Mind
Sold to the highest bidder
How does it feel to be meat
Hard as nails like a psycho killer
Runnin' around as if you're oh so street
Well it's time to check yourself
Cause if they find you out they'll
Drop your ass on the damn shelf
Just another corporate tool
Gonna show you why it pays to be genuine fool
Bite the black sheep and emulate
Messages that they create
Our nation is fueled by hate
The decimation of a facist state
Same as it ever was, or maybe not
Sick enough to make your head spin around
Or get your ass shot
I think it's time we made some noise
Drop bombs
Seperate men from boys cause
Independence is king and
Anything else don't mean a god damn thing
14. The Stench of Piss
Look, there's hard luck willie
he begs for bucks sometimes
he ain't never bothered nobody
and nobody bothered to hand him a dime
he don't wanna work
cause he looks like a bum and he stinks like a turk
but he'll survive, they say, to urinate where you eat someday
leave this life behind you honey and don't you ever come back
these streets are paved with violence,
broken dreams, and vials of crack
so sick of living in a city where ignorance is truly bliss
mass transit, penn station, ass rancid
with the sentch of piss
why do they call him willie?
and what will he do for money?
will he sell his ass and get cash for sex?
what will he think of next?
got a couple of johns on file
he was willing to serve with a smile
so he sold himself for the price of a fix
and the next day willie called in sick
leave this life behind you honey and don't you ever come back
these streets are paved with violence,
broken dreams, and vials of crack
so sick of living in a city where ignorance is truly bliss
bus terminal, port authority, portapotty
with the stench of piss
they cry as they lie in their filth, i call it a crime
so drunk they can drown in their puke, of bile and wine
defecation in general can heat seal your nose with a kiss
so don't bother holding your breath - inhale some of this
15. Bad Blood
The bad blood blood is dripping Down the wall
Your sneakers are slipping Do break your fall
You thought it was a game Till Johnny got his gun
The talons got your name I think you'd better run
My time, my work, your prize, you jerk
realize, i despise, you and yours and you me
BAD BLOOD BAD BLOOD BAD BLOOD BAD BLOOD
The bad blood is boiling on the floor
You can't stop the anger cause this means war
Surrender your conscience, and do your time
I will not forgive you for wasting mine
Bad Blood
16. Iraqnophobia
Miles and miles of soldiers deployed on foreign sand
fighting for your freedom your oil and your land
technology is efficient when bark turns to bite
so wake up america, stand up for your rights
oh say can't you see that the conscience in me said go back
when the clouds in the skies and the tears in my eyes turned to black
there's a fear i may die in a chemical weapons attack iraq - nophobia
massife destruction from coalition planes
pulverize the enemy, bashing in their brains
and agony is unparalleled yet they beg for more
we've only just begun so sit back, enjoy the war
oh say can't you see that the conscience in me said go back
when the clouds in the skies and the tears in my eyes turned to black
there's a fear i may die in a chemical weapons attack iraq - nophobia
torturing prisoners, flashbacks of nam
brainwashing moslems from central command
you can't stop the punishment, signals are jammed
mohammed's no match for the great uncle sam
17. Pound For Pound
o.k. - lets get it out - enough with the small talk
i can count your lies like cracks on the sidewalk
same old stories of when we used to hang out
down with the crowd we had the whole gain out
nothin' to do with the boys in the crew
we knew we had to start something with you
so we took you down to the ground with a round
pound for pound another win for the hometown
like this:mind over fist and fist over your face
i'll chase you down like the cheese in a rat race
soon you'll regret you ever deceived me -
crush your body like bugs on a t.v.
rhythm of the streets stained with your bloodshed
the hammer of the gods hangs over my head
shoot you down to the ground with a round
pound for pound - let's hear it for the hometown
my god:pray for the city, a moment of silence
let's overcome the guns and the violence
if we give the youth the keys to the mainstream
they won't have to waste their life in a daydream
why? is the question - drugs are the answer
kills in a serial - spreads like a cancer
shoot you down to the ground with a round
pound for pound, yes, grim is the hometown
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