Survival Of The Fittest Lyrics
Living all these days for myself, not youMind your own business I do what I doAll of you who like to preach all dayNow hear what I have to sayThe smell of leather makes me highI feel good inside when you crynor remorse is felt when you sighbecause skin keeps me warm and dryTo wear my boots, I'll take a hideTo feed my face, I'll kill with prideIn this world of survivalThose with strength will have no rivalI'll smile as I drive down the streetsitting in my car with plush leather seatssurvival of the fittest and that is the beatand I eat all of the meatDon't get me wrongI come from the streetsI'll tell you now it's strong over weakYou slow - you blowand you will meet your defeatNow you will understandYou will understand now
Biohazard Survival Of The Fittest
