Sometimes you gotta fight for your right when you're
Not sure you're in a fight for your life, right?
If you ain't packin' any tactics you might get your ass kicked
Even if you are a little knuckle head
I'm kinda sick of being aggravated, I'm glad I'm hated
I guess I'm doin' somethin' right
That's what happened back in columbine
You gotta know when to stop and don't go over the top
' 'cause there's a chamber deep inside the brain
That's covered with chains, so don't be shakin' 'em loose
And if ya do, I'd be runnin' for the hills
' 'cause I'm ready to rock and now I'm playin' for real
I gotta... Fight.... Fight
You'd better watch out when my adrenaline kicks
I gotta... Fight... Fight...
It's 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
It's gettin' crowded in my spaceship
Livin' in a dream, runnin' from a hate machine
Ya know it's such a drag when there's 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?
' 'cause I know it's never gonna end,
If it happens again I'm going straight for the throat
Another note, don't 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...
It's 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 ain't playin' around
Head for the barricade
I ain't playin' around
[Chorus:]
Fight... Sometimes you gotta fight for your right when you're Not sure you're in a fight for your life, right? If you ain't packin' any tactics you might get your ass kicked Even if you are a little knuckle head I'm kinda sick of being aggravated, I'm glad I'm hated I guess I'm doin' somethin' right That's what happened back in columbine You gotta know when to stop and don't go over the top ' 'cause there's a chamber deep inside the brain That's covered with chains, so don't be shakin' 'em loose And if ya do, I'd be runnin' for the hills ' 'cause I'm ready to rock and now I'm playin' for real I gotta... Fight.... Fight You'd better watch out when my adrenaline kicks I gotta... Fight... Fight... It's 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 It's gettin' crowded in my spaceship Livin' in a dream, runnin' from a hate machine Ya know it's such a drag when there's 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? ' 'cause I know it's never gonna end, If it happens again I'm going straight for the throat Another note, don't 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... It's 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 ain't playin' around Head for the barricade I ain't playin' around [Chorus:] Explain Request ×
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