Your [bad word] 
Smells of [bad word] 
I manipulate to recreate 
This air to ground saga 
Gotta launder my karma 

I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans 
You’ll get down on your [bad word]  knees 
And it's time for your sickness again [bad word] on and tell me what you need 
Tell me what is making you bleed 
We got two more minutes and 
We gonna cut to what you need 
So one of six so tell me 
One do you want to live 
And one of seven tell me 
Is it time for your [bad word]  [bad word] to give 
Tell me is it time to get down on your [bad word]  knees 
Tell me is it time to get down 

I'm blown to the maxim 
Two hemispheres battlin' 
I'm blown to the maxim 
Two hemispheres battlin' 
Suckin' up, one last breath 
Take a drag off of death 

Hey Mr. Policeman 
Is it time for getting away 
Is it time for driving down the mother [bad word]  road  [bad word] from your [bad word] today 
Now tell me if do you agree 
Or tell me if I'm makin’ you bleed 
I got a few more minutes and 
I'm gonna cut to what you need 
So one of six so tell me 
One do you want to live 
And one of seven tell me 
Is it time for your [bad word]  [bad word] to give 
Tell me is it time to get down on your [bad word]  knees 
Tell me is it time to get down 

Got a revolution behind my eyes 
We got to get up and organize 
Got a revolution behind my eyes 
We got to get up and organize 
Got a revolution behind my eyes 
We got to get up and organize 
You want a revolution behind your eyes 
We got to get up and organize  [bad word] on baby tell me 
Yes we aim to please