Butcher man’s talking, no walking
Mutha fucka’s eyes too busy with the talking
Downside up or the upside down
Leavin’ his mark all over town
Kitchen man’s saying, no playing
A gun in here now he’ll start slaying
Down the boy, down the good
Everyone playing in his neighborhood

Chorus:
I wanna see it
I wanna feel it
Take a walk with me
Walk through mine

Gun to the head’s just an understanding
‘Cause if you don’t mind me, she won’t mind me
It’s time to go bulk up, time to choke up
Tell us what the boy’s been smoking
Open your eyes and hands out of pockets
See if he’ll finally talk what started
She’s gonna hate him also
He can’t keep silent anymore

(Chorus)

Raise your voice
Somebody might hear you
The world that you know
Just came down
You’re looking away
It’s not even over
It’s time to stand up
Stand your ground

(Solo)

Butcher man’s talking, no walking
Mutha fucka’s eyes too busy with the talking
Open your eyes, I’ll open mine
Cross our fence or crawl the line
Kitchen man’s saying, no playing
The world could stand it, better start praying
Rich to the poor, wrong to the good
Everyone playing in his neighborhood

(Chorus)