Free-Style Dis-Association

free(style dis)association won’t be the one you remember who does you in/for if you been watching your back you been under your own skin/you learned the hard way & time & time again/no one will be there when you fall down & hit your head/up you go to dust yourself off/to sharpen your tongue & improve on your scoff/filling your bag with your weapons of choice/the most important thing you got to pack is your own voice/what they try to squash to squeeze to strangle/is the freedom that you assert when you learn to mangle/when you are throwing fists when you are stabbing down/is it you in the mirror with the pathetic frown?/no one upon this earth has the right to pretend/that it’s you that has to follow them to the bitter end/you be better off knocking them down the stairs/on your way down your own path with nothing spared/don’t owe a thing to a god like they say you do/don’t owe a thing to a government that would sooner kill you/than try for a moment to lift you from the dirt/with universal health care, a decent job or an education system that works/it’d all be better for everybody concerned if you just lock yourself up in a cage & watch yourself burn/but you & i know that this would just not do/you got a chip on your shoulder?/you got something to prove?/for those that want to sleep all the while they’re alive/you’ll be throwing caution to the wind if you do try/stepping out of your own box/leaves nothing to be imagined by the ones holding the locks/if it is to be that you don’t drink the kool-aid n’ cyanide/then you’ll walk out of this one when all the rest die.