From the wasteland   Cold steel under my wasteband   Hazardous times   Enemy lines drawn in the middle the streets   The concrete's stained with blood   I still got to eat      When I hit the street I made the man understand   I fought with flesh and I bled like a man   I rode that edge of darkness my friend   Stood up to the enemy so life could begin      You know you got to   Back the fuck up   Back up off of me      Traces of ignorance   Offense of hatred   The faces change in the same old places   Dark nights and lost souls   Collide to cross those   The line between a death and dream      I never wanted to lead your leash   To pull around your ton of grief   I'll come back with a fist of lead   To educate your mind with a blow to your head      You know you got to   Back the fuck up   Back up off of me      Don't let the time pass waitin' for the answer   You are exposed to all of the danger!      You know you got to   Back the fuck up   Back up off of me      Don't let the time pass waitin' for the answer