to fucking stay Harassed Harassed! We wont fade away!! Drinking fucking beer, doing as we please Being unemployed, begging on the streets For a little money, for a
The motto of this country is to strive for failure The system suffocates you, so you become the failure Don?t let em fucking fool you by their fucking
judicial system is a fucking shame Arrested on the street for a crime I didn?t do Spend the night in jail, don?t take me as a fool You didn?t like my
There?s people out there in this world That can?t support their helpless self There?s no money to be made They don?t give a fuck about us This country
Future for me , No Future for you! Let?s go! Coming from a broken fucking home Parents unemployed no money for nice clothes The government tried to take
more No more KKK! No more No more RACISM! Fuck the klan and their sheets! Under them are a bunch of hicks! Fuck the south, dead and gone! The rebel flag is a
money is on your mind. You don?t give a fuck about the rest of mankind. Take a look around the world Wooah Problems seems to grow and grow Take a look around
Let?s go!!!!! Destruction, corruption, total destruction Bombs fly away is a dark horizon Sending this letter is so fucking hard Grenades fly away, I
The crew is out tonight Ready for anything coming our way Ready to start a fight We don?t give a fuck, what you fucking say We got each other?s backs
Our leaders say its an honor to fight Shoot, every random person is sight The killing helps our nation thrive Keeps them on top, capitalistic minds,
NO TURNING BACK Looks like the end of the road! People I run with say its this way But I?m gonna fucking do it my way! Drugs get a hold you, can?t get
Go!! Stop preaching at me I don?t wanna hear it Your religion is shit So fucking be it Fuck your book of morals Burn the fucking churches Centers of
have sex with a cheese grater." Hmm, no, I suppose not. "Set up a stand outside of K-Mart with a plate full of frozen peas and a sign reading 'Take
such a strain to pretend that the change Is anything but cheap with your infant pique And your angst pretensions, sometimes you act like a creep And now I'm standing in the corner, looking
