Pro-Pain - Lesson Learned lyrics

Ring-a-round the rosies
Pockets full of posies ashes! Ashes!
We all fall down

Tell me can you feel the heat
From the man on the beat while
You're pushing on the street?
Feeling like you're ten feet tall
Well, you're looking kinda small
With your back to the wall
Is it that you just don't care?
That the burden that you bear
Don't compare to the share of
The money that you make in a day?

There's a will, there's a way
There's a price that you pay

For a lesson learned, lesson earned
The streets were stolen
The tables were turned
Lesson learned, lesson earned
The streets were stolen
The tables were turned

Workin' two jobs 'cause money's tight
I get up at six o'clock
And take it straight through the night
When I walk to work
It's great 'cause it's so close to home
But the nights are kinda scary
And I travel alone alone

No one is around but whores and junkies
Tryin' to sell you anything they can
People on the block are scared to come out
They'd rather leave the fighting to the man
If the pusher claimed to be
King of the mountain
He'd steal your kids and use
Them for the night
It looks like you're in for
One hell of a fight

Tell me can you feel the heat
From the man on the beat while
You're pushing on the street?
Feeling like you're ten feet tall
Well, you're looking kinda small
With your back to the wall
Is it that you just don't care?
That the burden that you bear
Don't compare to the share of
The money that you make in a day?

There's a will, there's a way
There's a price that you pay

For a lesson learned, lesson earned
The streets were stolen
The tables were turned
Lesson learned, lesson earned
The streets were stolen
The tables were turned

Used to love the city, now the city is shit
And it's hard to keep it clean
When we're shittin' on it
The corruption is disruption
And disruption's unjust
And injustice calls for action
Any action's a plus a plus

Sacrifice a couple of minutes a day
And try to solve the problem with a plan
It's gonna take more than a couple of fists
Better ask your neighbor for a hand
First bell rings, keep on punchin'
Drive 'em outta town with all your might
Looks like he's in for one hell of a fight

Lesson learned, lesson earned
The streets were stolen
The tables were turned
Lesson learned, lesson earned
The streets were stolen
The tables were turned