Sir, look at... Hey, he's waving a white flag! Hey, bull***! Cut him down! Cut him down! Cut him down! Cut him down! Cut him down! I don't need abolition! Cut him down! This is bull***! How long will it take? I'm running thick, and i'm still running I don't need a board, to stand my fight The question is, how much will it take? If you take this *** like you know How much will it take, if you Cut him down! Cut him down! Cut him down! We're just consuming this society's *** It ain't good ***, and what you see is what you get I hope we get satisfied, as we find our way, my own track Not the station without the imagination Ticket in my hand, between the destination But me, I remain to Cut him down! Cut him down! You map all the lies, you do it so well You map all the lies, you do it so well You map all the lies, you seem so complete But now that scanning you have You will fall, we'll watch you fall down You have no reason to complain You have no reason to complain This is bull***, cut him down Bull***, cut him down Cut him down Cut him down Bull*** Bull***