PANTERA - REGULAR PEOPLE/CONCEIT | Текст песни

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• REGULAR PEOPLE/CONCEIT

I've trampled on that road, that you think you own.
You have that 'smart ass' attitude,
it's time to stop the fiction
I live it every day, while your mind's far away.
I'm out here putting pride on the line,
and you case on me with pure respect.
One chance at one thing, hard time is coming.
My time, your pain, I reign on you

You think you own, I take away
Take it with me

You think you own, I took away
Make it my own

Most regular people would say it's hard
and any streetwise son of a bitch knows,
don't fuck with this.

Then so many time, you practice in your mirror,
to be just like me, but you just can't see,
you ain't got the balls son

I fight for love of brother,
you're friends fight one another.
You can't see because your head's up your ass,
and just in case you think your bad,
I crush your rush, I rule you fool,
I'm immovable stone in your world of weak - I speak