gold The cool, fuzzy voice said, "Come, save your soul" Before the fear of rejection reared it's head He stood before the masses and calmly said If you're sick
stop 50... they losin it Lil' nigga named Ja, think he live like me Talkin about he left the hospital, took 9 like me You live in fantasies nigga I rejected
your heaters Keep it close, you can't beat us While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe this I done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin' rejects
you can't beat us While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe this I done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin rejects While the
Make sure every one sheet snippet tape flyer sticker and t-shirt Got a representation of my name and face I rock beats that tina yothers morning sickness
The violent pursuit of what they hope to be... a better world Rejection of society and the desire... to destroy it. As we look back, so many attacks.
a thing The world is mine Don't feel a thing Don't feel the pain Don't feel pride Don't feel no shame Sick of the fine print Sick of the games My
rings with nobody clapping. When we moved here together we were so disappointed, sleeping out of tune with our dreams disjointed. It killed me to see you getting always rejected
of slagging each other off Help each other, then we're better off But all these lies and excuses Narrow-mindedness and abuses They make me feel so sick
Reject, the king of the nerds Treated like a social disease Cast out, he was a slovenly twerp Heavy Metal was his only release Picked on, he got a
welcome to the poison, poison What's it to be civilized? You seem so sick, not civilized The sick manifestations, raised security Sit and watch your body twitching, reject
my way back to you Don't you sometimes sit back and look at yourself Examine things in life you hate but you've become get sick of yourself The very
off your disguise and realize. That you always have to push forward. That you always gotta push forward. Perfect sinful disease, sickness, it eats us. Always progress, never reject
sound waves And psycho-kinetics, you can't escape the wrath of APATHETIC The time has come for man to die, not project prophetic phonetics Fugitive prosthetic limbs for hairy ??? rejects
go Oh no, I hate that I need you so It's not what you said It's the way you say it It's not what you did It's the way you do it Sick and tired of needing
to be rejected all the time always feeling like you are standing at the back of the line i never fit in not saying i didnt try i got so sick and tired
me resurrected within my soul These eyes will see retribution I defy, I reject, I denounce, I resist this world So sweet it makes me sick, I use His
to rot Beyond endurance of pain sickness and fatality eternal destiny of doom invoked to spread the Holocaust life rejected buried memories forgotten