I hate you and hate me I never liked you and I never will I hope you die, I hope you die I hope you feel pain, I hope you cry No one understands why
My abhoreence toward those people that I see around The way they act, the way they think, make me feel down I hate these kind of people, they can rot
6 years in a hole Caged up like a fuckin' rat Prisoner under criminal law There ain't no turning fuckin' back Punish you for what you've done You better
When you see a hearse go by You know you're about the next to die They put you in a dirty white sheet And bury you under six feet deep Everything goes
You made this law to give us shit We're not gonna follow it...
Open wound Bleeding trench Victim of explosion Suffering in pain lying frozen Aching, throbbing, burning Swelling, straining, hemmoraging Crippling,
Desolate planet planet revealed Is inhabitance concealed? All seems to be unused Left abandoned and abused Tragedy that lied dormant Piece a puzzle
In my control Mo more shit I'll take my chance And do my best You think it's for you It's what you want You know it's wrong To keep alive Try to understand
Feel as if I'm wasting my time You tell me your problems but don't listen to mine This happens to me all the time Being just friends isn't worth a dime
Common knowledge Should be to see The life around us That there must be There's gotta be A better place With all the light In outer space Boundaries
Crisis among the people Directed towards removal Public is infuriated Their rights have now been violated Uproar Rage And fury Survive A violent
Misery is yours As you're sickened and stressed You're feeble and you're weak You suffer once again You lie sick and tormented Depression runs your
Doc prescribes me Tylenol Three Because I fell and hurt my knee I've been taken them a fuckin' week Since then I've taken many leaks Inside my stomach
I'm the black fuckin' lord And I am the king The king of this castle And this castle is this world The whole fuckin' world Is my playground I can do
Filled with pressure Filled with stress Strung with burden You are plagued Endless tension Endless strain Destroys yourself To concentrate Much in
I'm in the middle of nowhere Nothing to do but grow my hair Drinking vodka and Jim Beam too I got a bitch and she won't be fuckin' true Cinstone (??)
rockin' with you So what, what you goin' do? (It's my favorite mutiny) I ain't rockin' with you Your logic does not compute (It's my favorite mutiny) Death to the pigs
human race? These times of science and technology This world is an unconscious lavatory Using my people as guinea pigs I man a fight