regular people conceit

Pantera

I ve trampled on that road
That you think you own
You had that smartass attitude
It s time to stop the fiction

I live it every day
While your mind s far away
I m out here putting pride on the line
And you case on me with pure respect
One change
At one thing
Hard time is coming
My time, your pain
I reign on you

(pre-chorus)
You think you own
I take away
Take it with me
You think you own
I take away
Make it my own

(chorus)x2
Most regular people would say, It s hard!
And any streetwise son of a bitch knows
Don t fuck with this!

Then so many times
You practiced in the 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 case you think your bad

I crush your rush
I rule, you fool
I m immovable stone in your world of weak--
I speak!

(pre chorus)x2

(chorus)x2

(solo)

(chorus)x2

Don t fuck with this!