[Verse 1]

Finally got the picture, losing his job

Middle-aged nothing, a narrow-minded slob

Being used for love from the back of his hand

Females for mischief present someone bad

She comes upstairs to check up on those kids

Slap them, do it, her mind on the skids

[Verse 2]

Don't even think about, just do it with a smile

[?], treats her like a child

Power meets control, the story's been told

They wanna keep you down, keep you in the hole

Take it from the Luddites, storm over weak

Sour over sweet, like the mean over meek

Men over women, white over black

Rich over poor like the money that they lack

[Verse 3]

Power meets control, the story's been told

They wanna keep you down, keep you in the hole

Take it from the Luddites, storm over weak

[?], like the mean over meek

Man over woman, white over black

Rich over poor for the money that they lack

Everybody lies, keep each other down

[?] the oldest game in town

[Verse 4]

Take it from the Luddites, storm over weak

[?] like the mean over meek

Man over woman, white over black

It's the pecking order