Lyric (Don t let em) grind ya down

People gonna make ya wonder if you re right
Keep ya wide awake and worried late at night
Why don t you tell em to beat it (2)
Just a bunch of clowns
Don t let em grind ya down
Sons of bitches, crocodile tear in their eyes
We scare em shitless just by showin up alive
Why don t you tell em to shove it
They might as well love it
Give you run aroad
Don t let em grind ya down
Evil bastards ain t got nothin else to do
Make your life a misery and put you off your food
Don t you dare to go under
Don t let em steal your thunder
Listen to the sound
Well, let em grind that down
I guess I betta get movin
Lotta things I gotta do
I realize it was a waste of time
Talkin sense to you

Refrain

Hope ya got my little message
I hope you hear me
I thought ya might ve been the answer
Obviously crazy