Lyrics Making Ends Meet - Nesta

Give it up give it all for the ones who show
One by one taking turns on the pedestal
Come together for the cause, no need for applause
I'm here for my mutha fucken dogs

Blegh

We are the scene
The outcasts the rejects the black sheep
This is made of you and me
The outcasts the rejects the black sheep

Go

The temples of our purpose are wearing thin
Infiltrated by the bullshit
The revolution is about to begin
The revolution

With a cold hard grip on the microphone I seal our fate
And when the lies arise we will never take the bait
I will be as unforgiving as they were
All the injustice
All the exploitation

And when you drop to your knees
To beg for mercy
We will grant it
We will grant it

AHHHHHH
Big up to all the die hards
Who hold it down
Big up to the people who throw down
You run this town

We are the scene
The outcasts the rejects the black sheep
This is made of you and me
The outcasts the rejects the black sheep