Testo I've Got Reasons

Mr, I spit on your intentions Well, I've got reasons and reasons is all I need And mr, I spit on your protection Stroke by the madness I'm about to proceed With pure insanity and insensibility You take business to a totally different level Pure misery, it's an industry An industry And mr, I laugh at your attempts To tell it's chaos a thousand miles away When you celebrate the victory, we suffer defeat Mr, I won't kneel to pray