Survival Of The Fittest

(album: Biohazard - 1990)

Only the strong survive!

Living all these days for myself, not you
Mind your own business I do what I do
All of you who like to preach all day
Now hear what I have to say

The smell of leather makes me high
I feel good inside when you cry
No remorse is felt when you sigh
Because skin keeps me warm and dry

To wear my boots, I'll take a hide
To feed my face, I'll kill with pride
In this world of survival
Those with strength will have no rival

To wear my boots, I'll take a hide
To feed my face, I'll kill with pride
In this world of survival
Those with strength will have no rival

I'll smile at you as I drive down the street
Sitting in my car with plush leather seats
Survival of the fittest and that is the beat
And I eat all of the meat

Don't get me wrong
I come from the streets
I'll tell you now it's strong over weak
You slow, you blow
And you will meet your defeat
Now you will understand

To wear my boots, I'll take a hide
To feed my face, I'll kill with pride
In this world of survival
Those with strength will have no rival

To wear my boots, I'll take a hide
To feed my face, I'll kill with pride
In this world of survival
Those with strength will have no rival

You will understand now!