Infest-Papa Roach

My name's Coby Dick Mr. Dick if you're nasty rock a mic with a voice that's raspy 'cause I'm poetic in my operations my God-given talent is to rock all the nations Infest, the theory of my first manifesto push ya wig back with my lyrical pistol blow now Papa Roach is on your mentel bangin' like your head piece it's just that simple cock back and unleash with my physical wrap you in my thoughts and become indivisible centrifugal, forces individuals into my mind as we rock into ritual Pre-Chorus: You better do just what we say and if you don't then you will pay Chorus: We're going to infest we're getting in your head what is wrong with the world today the government, media, or your family Now, that I got your attention did I forget to mention all the heads we be infesting hope y'all people learn your lessons 'cause the game of life is crazy got all the people guessin' what is wrong with the world today the government, media, or your family would you cry if I died today I think it be better if you did not say Pre-Chorus Chorus First, they shackle your feet then they stand you in a line then they beat you like meat then they grab you by your mind We will infest, die like the rest people are the problem today Chorus