Regular People (Conceit)

I've trampled on that road
 That you think you own
 You have that smart-ass attitude
 It's time to stop the fiction
 I live it every day
 While you mind's far away
 I'm out here putting pride on the line
 And you case on me with pure respect
 One chance at one thing
 Hard time is coming
 My time, your pain
 I reign on you
 You, you think you own
 I take away
 Take it with me (I say)
 You, you think you own
 I took away
 Make it my own
 Most regular people would say it's hard
 Any streetwise son of a bitch knows
 Don't fuck with this
 Most regular people would say it's hard
 Any streetwise son of a bitch knows
 Don't fuck with this
 Then so many times you practice in your mirror
 To be just like me, but you just can't see
 (You ain't got the balls, son)
 I fight for love of brother
 Your friends fight one another
 You can't see because your head's up your ass
 And just in cast you think you're bad
 I crush your rush
 I rule, you fool
 "I'm immovable stone in your world of weak"
 I speak
 You, you think you own
 I take away
 Take it with me (I say)
 You, you think you own
 I took away
 Make it my own
 Most regular people would say it's hard
 Any streetwise son of a bitch knows
 Don't fuck with this
 Most regular people would say it's hard
 Any streetwise son of a bitch knows
 Don't fuck with this
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 Most regular people would say it's hard
 Any streetwise son of a bitch knows
 Don't fuck with this
 Most regular people would say it's hard
 Any streetwise son of a bitch knows
 Don't fuck with this
 Don't fuck with this