Rich ass, high klass   Don't bother me and I won't realize your crime   Two faced, you're out of place   You can't rock out because you ain't the kind      Well, if you were on the other side of the fence   Well, maybe you'd understand   I may freak you out with my raw look   'Cause I just got the feelin' Man      Brain washed, you're lost   Your blindness can't be helped anyway   Your cash, my clash   Makes me able to say, makes me able to say      You got the prestige status, you've got the majority mass   Plus you've got a blender by General Motors   And a Tonka Toy dump truck up your ass   You'll never look the way I feel      You'll never feel the look in my eyes   I feel the look in my eyes   'Cause I've got the feelin' swimming in my bones   And it's takin' over deep inside, it's takin' over deep inside