(Monster) Yo, black magic, devil horns, wake the devil, we perform We'll weigh more bodies and dead by dawn Ill child, Black Label Society We Zakk Wylde on you
nobody fuck with me but now you're on your back and labeled just another casualty [Chorus 4 times] Time is running out for the planet Earth. ? you will make it, in society
we worked so hard to create a subculture of consciousness againts a bourgeis society state a slave, I never want to be a part of your society can't you see you're not free you
mess 'Cause the system got us fucked up It put us to the test, women and men if you black you in Food for the soul listen to what I tell you it don'
overthrow Kings of this world The servants shall serve Slaves never free Kings of this world all thats to be All that you hear and all that you see
you in my arms and to know that nothings ever gonna change To bend the hands of time So here we stand and through it all I love you now and beyond forever
talks about tomorrow The past is gone and all that was today I cant forget the cold That fell January day Seasons change for the rain he washed away All
free ride She, she deserves a free ride Val, don't you cry You ain't to blame Don't wonder why The sick and twisted mind Search for peace For you shall
All & everything for you *Oooo-oh Your love is all I know and ever knew *Oooo Therefore I have sold my soul for you *Oooo-oh *Oooo-oh All for you
So what you do, is back up if you work for bush Cause all the presidential prison pushin politicians Gotta get mushed, gimme back my land you sucka You
she all mad, bringin' drama to the crib Go ahead, chicken head, wit the funk You get played like trash if you act like you'd always have And you always
you what poetry is really about the side affects will make you pass out followed by skin rash itching diarrhea nausea and dry mouth you want a time out? you
bodies to souls, souls to blackness The Devil's most cleverest trick is to make you think you don't exist We Opaque, translucent and eternal Brotherhood A secret society
Chorus: Fiend (repeat 2X) Do you wanna be a rider? Yeah, I wanna be a rider Are you ready for the power? Yeah, I'm in there for the power Got 'cha gat
[ Verse One ] I'm too gangsta for the streets, watch me when I creep I put five in ya, jeep - leave a nigga sleep Now you six feet deep over bullshit
drink To make you think you?re sick when you only got the sniffles If and when you hear a record, do you get the riddle? The industry doesn?t want you
em The other four, you know who you are But if you gotta think twice Well shawty you ain't nice Regardless of your publishing deal You can't write I'm
[ Verse One ] I'm too gangsta for the streets, watch me when I creep I put five in ya, G - leave a nigga sleep Now you six feet deep over bullshit Got