| Song | Regular People (Conceit) |
| Artist | Pantera |
| Album | Vulgar Display of Power |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Pantera | |
| I've trampled on that road | |
| That you think you own | |
| You have that "smart ass" attitude | |
| It's time to stop the fiction | |
| I live it every day | |
| While you're mind's far away | |
| I'm out here putting pride on the line | |
| And you case on me with pure respect | |
| One chance at one thing | |
| Hard time is coming | |
| My time, your pain | |
| I reign on you | |
| (Pre) You think you own | |
| I take away | |
| Take it with me | |
| You think you own | |
| I took away | |
| Made it my own | |
| (Chorus) Most regular people would say it's hard | |
| And any streetwise son of a bitch knows | |
| Don't fuck with this | |
| The so many times | |
| You practice in your mirror | |
| To be just like me | |
| But you just can't see | |
| You ain't got the balls, son | |
| I fight for love of brother | |
| Your friends fight one another | |
| You can't see because your head's up your ass | |
| And just in cast you think you're bad | |
| I crush your rush | |
| I rule YOU fool | |
| I'm immovable stone in your world of weak -- I speak | |
| (Pre) | |
| (Chorus) |
| zuo qu : Pantera | |
| I' ve trampled on that road | |
| That you think you own | |
| You have that " smart ass" attitude | |
| It' s time to stop the fiction | |
| I live it every day | |
| While you' re mind' s far away | |
| I' m out here putting pride on the line | |
| And you case on me with pure respect | |
| One chance at one thing | |
| Hard time is coming | |
| My time, your pain | |
| I reign on you | |
| Pre You think you own | |
| I take away | |
| Take it with me | |
| You think you own | |
| I took away | |
| Made it my own | |
| Chorus Most regular people would say it' s hard | |
| And any streetwise son of a bitch knows | |
| Don' t fuck with this | |
| The so many times | |
| You practice in your mirror | |
| To be just like me | |
| But you just can' t see | |
| You ain' t got the balls, son | |
| I fight for love of brother | |
| Your friends fight one another | |
| You can' t see because your head' s up your ass | |
| And just in cast you think you' re bad | |
| I crush your rush | |
| I rule YOU fool | |
| I' m immovable stone in your world of weak I speak | |
| Pre | |
| Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Pantera | |
| I' ve trampled on that road | |
| That you think you own | |
| You have that " smart ass" attitude | |
| It' s time to stop the fiction | |
| I live it every day | |
| While you' re mind' s far away | |
| I' m out here putting pride on the line | |
| And you case on me with pure respect | |
| One chance at one thing | |
| Hard time is coming | |
| My time, your pain | |
| I reign on you | |
| Pre You think you own | |
| I take away | |
| Take it with me | |
| You think you own | |
| I took away | |
| Made it my own | |
| Chorus Most regular people would say it' s hard | |
| And any streetwise son of a bitch knows | |
| Don' t fuck with this | |
| The so many times | |
| You practice in your mirror | |
| To be just like me | |
| But you just can' t see | |
| You ain' t got the balls, son | |
| I fight for love of brother | |
| Your friends fight one another | |
| You can' t see because your head' s up your ass | |
| And just in cast you think you' re bad | |
| I crush your rush | |
| I rule YOU fool | |
| I' m immovable stone in your world of weak I speak | |
| Pre | |
| Chorus |