Urine

Synergy
Gimmickry
A tool that's used to
Get at thee

You lie to me
Stole from them
Lock them up
As good as dead

Just another bar code
Mind goes
Darker than a motherfucking phantom zone
Can you hold?

Think of all the torture all the time
And all the murderers in disguise
And ask why

Do we all deserve to die being hog tied in the back
Being bludgeoned in the head with a baton full of hate?

They swallow pride
Of the dead children
Left behind

The bloodstains on there hands
As they paint a picture with blood

"F*****g n****r"
"Filthy spic"
All this talk for one good hit

To full their tummies full of cash
And gas on there wrist

They can't resist to pull a f*****g trigger on a kid