Chip off the block

Seems that I'm not

As good as I thought

Or as bad as you want

The line has been drawn

Which side are you on

Try to do it right

But everything is wrong

And so I stare at

The traits of the earth

Clear blue skies

To the deepest of dirt

The hand's stretched out

Look at why it's so pure

To the ten padlocks

Strapped on your front door

There ain't nothin'

But heroes and villians

More villians than heroes

But can you tell

One from the next

Can you go down from zero

There ain't nothin'

But heroes and villians

More villians than heroes

All lined up

From the east to the west

Black had more there

And the rest of it's shit

Who got in your head

Who told you those things

You better put 'em up

When you hear the bell ring

Seeing things clear

And the black is the night

And sometimes the good guys

They dont wear white

(NO!)

There ain't nothin'

But heroes and villians

More villians than heroes

But can you tell

One from the next

Can you go down from zero

There ain't nothin'

But heroes and villians

More villians than heroes

All lined up

From the east to the west

Black had more there

And the rest of it's shit

Gangsters and mobs

With their cheap trigger fingers

Too good I'm not

Just some lost rock singer

They all bent the rules

Men are traits of the trick

But give 'em one chance

And I swear they all switch

There ain't nothin'

But heroes and villians

More villians than heroes

But can you tell

One from the next

Can you go down from zero

All lined up

From the east to the west

Black had more there

And the rest of it's shit