People Look To Me To

I Think I'm A Natural-born Leader. I Know How To Bow Down To Authority If It's Authority That I Respect.

While I'm Dreaming, Wake Up Screaming, Cuz I Can Hear Them Suckas Scheming.

Everyday There's More Death, And Plus I'm Doughless. I'm Seeing More Reasons For Me To Proceed With Thieving.

Even Thugs Cry, But Do The Lord Care?

So Many Other Things For Us To See, Things To Be, Our History So Full Of Tragedy And Misery.