The only easy day is yesterday   Go on and pull me underwater   I know you really can't be that blind, son   But I think you think you're that much smarter      It makes it that much more defined   Now cough it up and call your mother   I see you just can't find the time   But time found me without much bother      I saw that boy become a man   He bathed in blood just like his father   And while in golden gloves and gown   He found he wasn't that much smarter      Now what's in you that is your own   Not something you found on the highway   I remember that time so long ago   When you bought your soul and threw a party      Now paint your face, take to the trees   There's more to you than just your cover   You've got them all down on their knees   You've got them fucking one another      You Dj'd blue and you Dj'd black   So long as they count to a thousand   Now get it on, don't break your back   And don't walk through the public housing      Now, hey, Dickholder who's your man?   The scraps you catch you past the table   You make it all sound like your plan   But what you'd do to get that label?   I see you're a bitch      Hey come over here baby   Hey, Dickholder who's your man?   The scraps you catch you past the table   You make it all sound like your plan   But what you'd do to get that label?      Dickholder