Put your hands up in the air and flip off Uncle Sam
Flip off Mother nature and flip off your fellow man
Always take what you want and more than you need
Always go against the grain no cure for man disease
Still the battle rages on far too long
I have nothing to compromise
Twisted thoughts until I die
Slave to life
All I want out of this life is big piles of cash
Drive this bitch into the ground, redline, burnout, then crash
Lay there wasted in the wreckage as the money burns
Lay there wasted in the fire man will never learn
I am a slave a slave to this life
I try and I try but I can't get it right
I have nothing no compromise
Twisted are my thoughts until I die
I die
