feel so big that I could make a shirt from my sheet, A crown from a church steeple, two jeeps for my sneaks, So people worship this creep as I surf down the street, I'm the surgeon of beats, your girl purrs when I speak, We rehearse in a church to a circus of freaks, We the last ones to lay down, first on our feet, So stay down or get hurt by what lurks in the deep, Free the perps from the police, we disturbing the peace, We flood the streets like a water main burst and released, A merciless beast with a thirst for the feast, Man we treat every meal like it's our first in a week, We dispersing the weak, I'm the person to beat, Man I'm unbeatable; I can beat a person for weeks, We disturbed, we the freaks, we the ones you don't listen to, Drinking from the sun, now son we're the ones dissing you Chorus And we don't, we won't, We don't, and we won't let the vultures at the counter-culture, Now we don't, and we won't, We move mountains and drink from the sun Pressure Verse 2 We're timeless like riders on the storm, Survivors like the light that rises in the dawn, If crisis makes fighters of the pawns, We rise up through the night as lifeless and we're born, Fight in my heart, suicide with my art, Till I depart I'm a write until I light up the dark,