Wretches and Kings - Live from Las Vegas, 2011

To save face, how low can you go?
 Talk a lotta game, but yet you don't know.
 Static on the wind, makes us all say whoa!
 The people up top push the people down low.
 Get down, and obey every word.
 Steady, get in line if you haven't yet heard.
 Wanna take what I got, don't be absurd.
 Don't fight the power, nobody gets hurt.
 If you haven't heard yet, then I'm lettin' you know
 There ain't shit we don't run when the guns unload
 And no one make a move, unless my people say so
 Got everything outta control, now everybody go
 Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
 Feel alone, final blow
 We, the animals, take control
 Hear us now, clear and true
 Wretches and kings, we come for you
 So keep face, how slow can you go?
 Talk a lotta shit, and yet you don't know.
 Fire on the wind, makes you all say whoa!
 The people up top and the people down low.
 Get down, and I'm runnin' it like that.
 The front of the attack is exactly where I'm at.
 Somewhere in between the kick and the hi-hat
 The pen and the contract, the pitch and the contact
 So get with the combat, I'm lettin' them know
 There ain't shit you can say to make me back down, no.
 So push the button, let the whole thing blow.
 Spinning everything outta control, now everybody go.
 Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
 Feel alone, final blow
 We, the animals, take control
 Hear us now, clear and true
 Wretches and kings, we come for you
 Still alone, fight our blow
 Filthy animals beat down low
 Skin and bone, black and blue
 No more the sun shall beat down for you
 From the front to the back and the side to side
 If you feel what I feel, put'em up real high
 Front to the back and the side to side
 If you feel what I feel, put'em up real high