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(TiLo) Power to the positive people Please push you panic button stop, the press It's those hypocritical judge and condemning preachers With pens behind the desk (Tommy Lee) We protest against the negative stress Time time time to get that shit off our chest I know that violence don't fix drama If you wanna' have good karma Go ask your momma' Did you uncover your third eye? (TiLo) Yeah and utilized my mental telepathy To get them away from T.Lee And the rest of the posse (Tommy Lee) Click click camera flash Freeze frame a time for the past If I had a gat, I probably would blast But livin' like that, probably would not last (TiLo) Cause somebody one day may do unto you, as you did to them Leave you six feet deep in the ground Your last tour date in a casket with no quadro sound's (Chorus) Who set's the standards? Who sets the lines? Who you? Or do they rule your mind? *repeat 2X's* (TiLo) The snitches,the bitches Be takin' advantages, of the chances That they be giving, confidentiality T-Bone gave a brotha' love, and he turned that shit into 10 G's (Tommy Lee) And now he who sails the seven seas Left us in the studio, trackin' our tracks And were getting freaky-o Uh oh, with a direct line, that goes directly, live to the Tonight Show Where they prep like chefs, cutting and chopping With their fake ass voice O's (Tilo) And supporting a low life sucka', who stole a video tape of my brotha' and his wife, without they clothes (Tommy Lee) Now they pack that shit,in the public's nose But Ironically we burn the trash up at our shows Who sets the standards? Who sets the lines? Who keeps feeding us ethnic separation? Tax levels -n- levels of occupation Were all significant parts in this universal creation (Chorus) Who set's the standards? Who sets the lines? Who you? Or do they rule your mind? *repeat 2X's* (TiLo) We sick and tired of their tricks We using voodoo, on the whole rag-mag click And that Hard Copy shit Here were gonna' give em a real topic for the new millennium, real quick (Chorus) Who sets the standards? Who sets the lines? Who you? Or do they rule your mind? *repeat 4X's* (Tommy Lee) Or do they rule your mind Or do they rule your mind Or do they rule your mind