STRAIN THEORY Lyrics

One for the fame-less, name, no name

Got chains on your legs, got played by the gang, gang

There's love in the hate, there's pain in the rage There's fangs in the face of everyone you mates

Yin, we're yang, we're sick, we're crazed

No home to claim, no place to stay

We're lost in this bitch, kids tossed from cribs with

Hollow hearts within ribs, We're gonna populate the prisons

Lighting up the torch, we are gonna die young Leaping off the porch, vile and we're violent

Turn me to a corpse, you are free to try, son Nobody will mourn, fine I like the silence

Take what you want, but you won't get apologies

Dissolve into a cause-less mob with awful flawed philosophies

Evolve into revolvers, solve the problem with atrocities

Abolish all the laws and start to brawl I'll call it anarchy

Dispatch, get back, hair-trigger, slick back Murk a motherfucker cuz he stepping where I live at

Nine-mil, double stack, show me where the trouble at I'll run in with a gun and show him how a devil doubles that

You cannot take none from me If you pull up, you gonna run off with a fucked up knee

I'm a big bad dog, cause a mutts gotta eat

So they put me in the pound, what the fuck do you mean

I don't got no self-control, I've lost all hope I'm done with my goals

As hell unfolds, I know I won't roast Cause the life I waste, let me numb to the soul

One for the fame-less, name, no name

Got chains on your legs, got played by the gang, gang

There's love in the hate, there's pain in the rage There's fangs in the face of everyone you mates

Yin, we're yang, we're sick, we're crazed

No home to claim, no place to stay

We're lost in this bitch, kids tossed from cribs with

Hollow hearts within ribs, We're gonna populate the prisons