Here it goes wont say i'm sorry wont bury the hatchet i'll just bury your body truth is hope this hurts you made your bed you'll lie in it you made
I'm stuck in a society where poverty insanity they meet right here on city streets to cultured beats side to side to dodge the heat dirty pigs show
Hold this beast at bay walk the walk all day feel the pressure from beneath man i'm so fucked up i think i've had e-fucking-nough my mind is so
9 to 5, daily grind no double time for overtime i have to save every dime christ sakes i steal to eat sometimes i'm still stuck inside this dump
And i wake up alone how'd this happen (fade away losing passion) i'm just a pain machine deep down inside of me out of the blue as some would say
