I've been waiting my whole life Drifting slowly through the nightFeet don't fail me now Move without a soundThe shadow of a dog We see it from the undergroundFeet don't fail me now Move without a soundThe shadow of a dog We see it from the undergroundComin' to your door, bout to take my money Tough ass *, boy, it don't mean nothin'Movin' with the jackals, I'm hangin' with the junkiesFight the government, cause they never gonna love meEverybody, everybody, everybody runnin' Smile to your face, but they all want somethin'Comin' to your door, bout to take my money Fight the government, cause they never gonna love meGet up!I've been waitin' Too much time, I'm impatientPressurizing, I might go diamond Outcasted, I might get blastedMoved softly, bright lights get off me Unfortunately, I'm fortunateWealth is still disproportionate Bloodshot eyes behind Porsche TersonFind me on the 9-1-3 way These thoughts of my life on replayPack heat, ain't no fat meat, breezy They say life too short, but not easyI say what I want, I'm not PC You know black folks kill when police pleaseJust seen one on TV Make bout 3 this weekComin' to your door, bout to take my money Tough ass *, boy, it don't mean nothin'Movin' with the jackals, I'm hangin' with the junkiesFight the government, cause they never gonna love meEverybody, everybody, everybody runnin' Smile to your face, but they all want somethin'Comin' to your door, bout to take my money Fight the government, cause they never gonna love meGet up!Comin to your door, bout to take my money Tough ass *, boy, it don't mean nothin'Movin' with the jackals, I'm hangin' with the junkiesFight the government, cause they never gonna love meEverybody, everybody, everybody runnin'Smile to your face, but they all want somethingJust seen one on TVMake about three this weekI believe that this whole world is all restI believe the human mind always fooling itselfI believe they wanna keep us wondering what's nextI believe they feel us pulsing before we won't connectRising and running, tossing and turning, columns are burningDeja vu with discernment, sick and it makes me vomitSeem like a broken promise, make you see that's a tummyMaybe it's natural dominance, maybe this * is comingAll in a one seat, don't know what to doYour heart's in the blood, but you gotta beat youGotta beat youYou gotta beat youYou gotta beat youyou