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