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Lyrics
SLAVE TO THE GRIND - SKID ROW
You got me forced to crack my lids in two
Iīm still stuck inside this rubber room
I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind
Iīm just another gear in the assembly line - oh no
The noose gets tighter around my throat
But I ainīt at the end of my rope
īcause I wonīt be the one left behind
Canīt be king of the world If youīre slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Canīt be king of the world If youīre slave to the grind
Get it?
A routine injection, a lethal dose
But my day in the sun ainīt even close
Thereīs no need to waste your prayers on me
You better mark my words īcause Iīm history
Yes indeed
You might beg for mercy to get by
But Iīd rather tear this thorn from my side
I wonīt be the one left behind
You canīt be king of the world If youīre slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Canīt be king of the world If youīre slave to the grind
They swallowed thier daggers by turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart brick by brick
Iīm sick of the jive You talk verbal insecticide
They swallowed thier daggers by turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart brick by brick
Iīm sick of the jive You talk verbal insecticide
I wonīt be the one left behind
You canīt be king of the world If youīre slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
You canīt be king of the world If youīre slave to the grind
I said slave to the grind
Slave to the grind
Slave to the grind