You got me forced to crack my lids in two
I´m still stuck inside this rubber room
I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind
I´m just another gear in the a**embly line
Oh no
The noose gets tighter around my throat
But I ain´t at the end of my rope ´cause
I won´t be the one left behind
Can´t be king of the world
If you´re slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can´t be king of the world
If you´re slave to the grind
Get it?
A routine injection, a lethal dose
But my day in the sun ain´t even close
There´s no need to waste your prayers on me
You better mark my words cause I´m history
Yes indeed
You might beg for mercy to get by
But I´d rather tear this thorn from my side
I won´t be the one left behind
You can´t be king of the world
If you´re slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can´t be king of the world
If you´re slave to the grind
They swallowed thier daggers
By turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart
Brick by brick
I´m sick of the jive
You talk verbal insecticide
They swallowed thier daggers
By turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart
Brick by brick
I´m sick of the jive
You talk verbal insecticide
I won´t be the one left behind
You can´t be king of the world
If you´re slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
You can´t be king of the world
If you´re slave to the grind
I said slave to the grind
Slave to the grind
Slave to the grind
I´m still stuck inside this rubber room
I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind
I´m just another gear in the a**embly line
Oh no
The noose gets tighter around my throat
But I ain´t at the end of my rope ´cause
I won´t be the one left behind
Can´t be king of the world
If you´re slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can´t be king of the world
If you´re slave to the grind
Get it?
A routine injection, a lethal dose
But my day in the sun ain´t even close
There´s no need to waste your prayers on me
You better mark my words cause I´m history
Yes indeed
You might beg for mercy to get by
But I´d rather tear this thorn from my side
I won´t be the one left behind
You can´t be king of the world
If you´re slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can´t be king of the world
If you´re slave to the grind
They swallowed thier daggers
By turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart
Brick by brick
I´m sick of the jive
You talk verbal insecticide
They swallowed thier daggers
By turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart
Brick by brick
I´m sick of the jive
You talk verbal insecticide
I won´t be the one left behind
You can´t be king of the world
If you´re slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
You can´t be king of the world
If you´re slave to the grind
I said slave to the grind
Slave to the grind
Slave to the grind