[HAYWOOD]
You can’t do me like you done me
Like you did me before
Do not poke me or provoke me
I ain’t gonna take it anymore
I won’t stand still, my hands in my pockets
What was a whisper is now a roar
You can’t do me like you done me
Like you did me before

[ALL]
We won’t stand still, our hands in our pockets
What was a whisper is now a roar

[HAYWOOD]
They can’t do us like they done us
Like they did us before

[MR. BONES, spoken]
Move out! You got another twenty years! You’re gonna lie in jail and die in jail! The only thing left is how they will remember you! If they will remember you