Scapegoat

It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the milligrams of tar
It's my habitat, it needs to be cleaned, it's my car
It's the fast talk they use to abuse, and feed my brain
It's the cat box, it needs to be changed, it's the pain, it's women
It's the plight for power, it's government
It's the way you're given knowledge slow with thought control, and subtle hints
It's rubbing it, itching it, it's applying cream
It's the foreigner's sightseeing, with high beams, it's in my dreams

It's the monsters that I conjure, it's the marijuana
It's the embarrassment, displacement, it's where I wander, it's my genre
It's Madonna's videos, it's game shows
It's cheap liquor, blunts, it's bumper stickers, with rainbows
It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils
It's the monitor, the sound man, it's the motherfucking mic levels
It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hill, mommy's pill
Columbia House music club, designer drugs, and rhyming thugs

It's bloods, crips, fives, six, it's stick-up kids
It's Christian conservative terrorists, it's porno flicks
It's the East coast, no, it's the West coast
It's public schools, it's asbestos, it's mentholated, it's techno
It's sleep, life and death, it's speed, coke and meth
It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral sex, and smoker's breath
It stretches for as far as the eye can see
It's reality, fuck it, it's everything, but me

On, and on, and on, and on
The list goes on, and on, and on, and on
The list goes on, and on, and on, and on
The list goes on, and on, and on, and on

It's all according that life on the whole
It's, it's all according that life, life on the whole
It's, it's all according that life, life on the whole
It's, it's all according that life, life on, on, on, on, on the whole

It's in the water, it's in the air, it's in the meat
It's indirect, it's indiscrete, it's inconsistent, it's incomplete
It's in the streets, every city, everywhere you go
In every man, it's the insanity, the fantasies, the casualties
It's the health care system, it's welfare victims
It's assault weapons, it's television, religion, and its false lessons
It's cops, police, pigs with badges, guns and sticks
It's harassment, and a complex that you carry when you're running shit

It's wondering if you get to eat, it's the heat
It's the winter, the weather, it's herpes, and it's forever
It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak, and the strong
It's the drama that keeps on between me, and my seed's mom
It's the need to speak long, it's that hunger for attention
It's the wack who attack songs of redemption, it's prevention
It's the first solution, it's loose, it's out for retribution
It's mental pollution, and public execution

It's the nails that keep my hands, and feet to these boards
It's the part-time job that governs what you can afford
It's the fear, it's the fake, it's clear, it can make time stop
And leave you stranded in the year of the snake
It's the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denominations
It's hourly wages for your professional observations
It's on your face, and it's in your eyes, everything you be
'Cause, it ain't me, motherfucker, 'cause, it ain't me, huh

On, and on, and on, and on
The list goes on, and on, and on, and on
The list goes on, and on, and on, and on, yea
The list goes on, and on, and on, and on

It's all according that life on the whole
It's, it's, it's all according that life, life on, on, on, on, on the whole