Star Power III: What Are We Good For

"I wrote, 'LITPM' on my hand with your ink pen

You asked me what it is

I find out with an ellipsis

I was humming, 'I've been set free'

Swerving through security like a ceramic donkey

In an inner rant

Wearing filthy once-white terrorist pants

With a broken floor tom, it's such a luxury

They might bust my lady but they'll never get me

They might bust my lady but they'll never get me."

What are we good for if we can't make it?

What are we good for if we can't make it, make it?

What are we good for if we can't make it?

What are we good for if we can't make it, make it?

Make it, make it

Make it, make it

Make it, make it

You can't control the system, you can't control my mind

You can't control me, you can't control me

What are we good for if we can't make it?

What are we good for if we can't make it, make it?

What are we good for if we can't make it?

What are we good for if we can't make it, make it?

Make it, make it

Make it, make it

Make it, make it

Make it, make it