No rest for the wicked
when I think about my life I can hear time ticking
it ain't never been easy
I've seen hunger turn a man to a murderer believe me
drugs seem to be a necessary evil
the hood mentality is lethal
tunnel vision youngsters raised off television
thugging with bad intentions
shoot first and ask questions later
get put in a death row like the jaws on a gator
vengeance come as swift as soon later
paranoia in the atmosphere
ecstasy replacing fear
no emotions in the motion in the potion stirring controversy
emotionless drone soldiers stationed at the pit of our catastrophe
project testing
fast forward to leap
sons killing fathers before they can speak
this is what they were taught
so that the words don't reach
so the lessons don't teach
Innocent by standers layed in the coffin
this backwards world has us all wide a wake
sleep walking!