Bolan, Hill, Snake)



Jesus knows my story, he kows the position that I¹m in

A hooker knows the feeling to get fucked the way I¹ve been

Turn my insides out; your mouth drank my water



Chorus

You look at me like I¹m subhuman

You talk to me like I¹m subhuman

You¹re treating me like I¹m subhuman

You¹re jumping into the subhuman race



Brothers hear my story, but don¹t take no pity out on me

A soldier knows the feeling to get pushed out in a field

Taking liberties; burned by your dictation



Repeat Chorus