So you think you got a problem?
I hear you're hiding out in Harlem
You just can't fake it
Our friends don't care
You health is telling you to let go
And now you resting on your sorrows
You got to face him
And I just can't take it no more
I've got to let you know, I got to feel it
You got to let it go
I'll show you afterwards
Cut it up until it's all gone
You make the friends and then you're long gone
I know as anybody knows
Death don't get dumb
And now you tell all your friends
I would tread you in
And we've all got problems
And I just can't take it no more!
I've got to let you know, I got to feel it
You got to let it go
I'll show you afterwards
It's not what you think
Not what you do, and
He's set on me, but I'm not villain cool
An in the way of the dead
I'm the hero that the world is ask and has
While I pledge my legions
Well, I can feel the secrets
Of the couple of screamers
Devil's in the margins of crimson walls
But they are doubt on the same cause
And in the cast of show down
Well, I don't want to keep it anymore
