Give it up, got to give it up I said   Man you're already dead   You got no reason for hanging around   Except for a beatdown   Say what you wanna say   Take it down, break it down   I'm the sum of it's parts   Kicked around like a hound   Never give it much thought   Good lord, I always meant I to be so fucking heavy   I give the horns to you who saved me   I give the horns to you who told me to   Change my way of life out of one into another   Yeah you heard me everyday I thank my mother   (on the day I fought your mother)   (I said)   Give it up, got to give it up it's my space   Then you spit it my face   Good luck, it don't mean nothing to me   Look where it's coming from   A time to kill, a time to die   I sign the horns and make it mine   Is everything I say a lie   Do I exist in my perfect crime   Another shot, I take it well   My so called perfect life in hell and   Sometimes I just need to fucking yell