Butcher man’s talking, no walking   Mutha fucka’s eyes too busy with the talking   Downside up or the upside down   Leavin’ his mark all over town   Kitchen man’s saying, no playing   A gun in here now he’ll start slaying   Down the boy, down the good   Everyone playing in his neighborhood      Chorus:   I wanna see it   I wanna feel it   Take a walk with me   Walk through mine      Gun to the head’s just an understanding   ‘Cause if you don’t mind me, she won’t mind me   It’s time to go bulk up, time to choke up   Tell us what the boy’s been smoking   Open your eyes and hands out of pockets   See if he’ll finally talk what started   She’s gonna hate him also   He can’t keep silent anymore      (Chorus)      Raise your voice   Somebody might hear you   The world that you know   Just came down   You’re looking away   It’s not even over   It’s time to stand up   Stand your ground      (Solo)      Butcher man’s talking, no walking   Mutha fucka’s eyes too busy with the talking   Open your eyes, I’ll open mine   Cross our fence or crawl the line   Kitchen man’s saying, no playing   The world could stand it, better start praying   Rich to the poor, wrong to the good   Everyone playing in his neighborhood      (Chorus)