Fear Factory Back The f..ck Up
from the wasteland
cold steel under my waste-band
hazardous times
enemy lines drawn in the middle the streets
the concrete's stained with blood
i still got to eat
when i hit the street i made the man understand
i fought with flesh and i bled like a man
i rode that edge of darkness my friend
stood up to the enemy so life could begin
you know you got to
back the f..ck up
back up off of me
traces of ignorance
opens up hatred
the faces change in the same old places
dark nights and lost souls
collide to cross those
thin lines between a death and dream
I never wanted to lead your leash
to pull around your ton of grief
I'll come back with a fist of lead
to educate your mind with a blow to your head
you know you got to
back the f..ck up
back up off of me
don't let the time pass waitin' for the answer
you are exposed to all of the danger!
you know you got to
back the f..ck up
back up off of me
don't let the time pass waitin' for the answers
