20yearsngone

After you retired you said you've had enough and moved over the bridge and away from the chase and the dopers and the rous of siren songs and precinct walls
You couldn't wait to escape that place and run
Now you're safe at home
But i feel the need for reparations, hop that fence, break and enter, aim that gun and pull
How's that for law?
No badge or barricade to help you keep reality away
Planted guns in stuyvesant and all the innocence they found guilty
20 years and gone, you're far away
20 years and gone, it's 401 ok
(they lay in comfor as we bleed, silent on our knees, barrel lodged between our lips, but resist)
Tactics and means of intimidation, we're robbed of our justice, still fund their pensions
Tactics and means of intimidation, they protect their interests, their law
This monument of false security only exists in our minds, so take it down from inside
This monument exists just to exist and we support its weight
To serve and protect yourselves and no one else, but who will protect us from you?