Letra de Method to this madness

People are always thinking too much They make the rules Ignorance ain't pretty in this cold, hard world What if you don't have the answer to every question Well, we're not spreading knowledge like a social infection We're not the ones That want to change you or make you think We're not the ones To pressure you to change your ways You go to school six hours a day You got a job that doesn't pay Go out Friday night You don't expect a lecture tonight We got a radio vibe for fun If you listen you'll be the one Go home skankin' tonight Hoping it will make things right