Yo, I know what they want—
Keep us angry
They are hungry killers
I see it now, bitch

These guys spill blood like it's nothing
Hurling insults, cursing like a curse
Wave the flag, load the gun, shit
We point at the real thieves
The ones who really run the game
Poverty ain't culture, hate ain't heritage, nah
They sell fear in every post, every speech
They made the war, we just refused to kneel
I can say I enjoy a test, damn
You don't ever have to speak a word (woo!)
Even better, where are your companions?
Screw that, fill up the bubbly
Screw the people you know, the place you come from, bitch
This ain't a verse about me selling rocks or trafficking coke
Suck a cock or perish, shit

I'm fed up with this fuckin' crap
I recognize your type, motherfuckers
Screw your fuckin' accomplices, bitch
Yet it's gonna require plenty for this gun to quit cold
My friend is never returning, asshole
They hand us weapons and narcotics
They label us criminals
While I glance at my surroundings
Tons of motherfuckers want to bring me down
What are you seeking from me, shit?
What are you about to do?
Racial battles going on
No calling the corrections officer
No calling your dad to rescue you
I know, the unhappy truly enjoy having others around, shit

They drew the battle line, dead it
They defend the crime, dead it
They glorify the hate, dead it
They shield the guilty, dead it
The ones who divide us, dead it
They take one side, dead it
But still standing tall, fuck it
We know the cost, fuck it
Yeah, yeah