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're 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 You think you own I took away Made it my own Most regular people would say It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this Most regular people would say It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this There's 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 You, you think you own I took away Made it my own Most regular people would say It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this Most regular people would say It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this Most regular people would say It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this Most regular people would say It's hard and any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this Don't fuck with this --- Regular People (Conceit) - Pantera