Fight...
Sometimes you gotta fight for your right when youre
Not sure youre in a fight for your life, right?
If you aint packin any tactics you might get your ass kicked
Even if you are a little knuckle head
Im kinda sick of being aggravated, im glad Im hated
I guess im doin somethin right
Thats what happened back in columbine
You gotta know when to stop and dont go over the top
cuz theres a chamber deep inside the brain
Thats covered with chains, so dont be shakin em loose
And if ya do, id be runnin for the hills
cuz im ready to rock and now im playin for real
I gotta... fight.... fight
Youd better watch out when my adrenaline kicks
I gotta... fight... fight...
Its too late you already been hit... damn
[chorus]
Stick em stick em
Stick em ha ha ha stick em
Stick em stick em
Yeah, head for the barricade
[x2]
This world can make you sick to your stomach so i
Put on my headphones, listen to the deftones
Its gettin crowded in my spaceship
Livin in a dream, runnin from a hate machine
Ya know its such a drag when theres people talking down to ya
Such a drag thinking everything sucks (do ya?)
Walk away with the spit on your face?
Or do ya draw the line just to give em a taste?
cuz i know its never gonna end,
If it happens again im going straight for the throat
Another note, dont forget your had a chance
Now off of the side lines and ready to dance
I gotta... fight.... fight
Better watch out when my adrenaline kicks
I gotta... fight... fight...
Its too late you already been hit... damn
[chorus]
If you got the guts (head for the barricade)
Then come on down (head for the barricade) [x2]
And head for the barricade
Fight [x8]
Head for the barricade
I aint playin around
Head for the barricade
I aint playin around
[chorus]