Hands to the floor
Kneel in position
Head hits the concrete
Aligning your jaw
Teeth meeting road
Unpleasant sensation
Whine as you gargle
Your willing intolerance
F*cked in the skull
Beyond contradiction
Pulling away from
The family's arms
Holding your sides
Ribs prone to fracture
Try telling us to
Go back where your people are
A sense to connect
Devoid of a reason
Emotions tied to
My actions and law
Misguided peace
I can't shake the feeling
Street-faring violence
So desperately wrong
Repugnant
Full of disaster
Prone to establishing fascist intent and I'll groan
With every misspoken
Attempt to defend your injustice towards everyone
Throw
Your fist through the air
Aim for my face and pray to God
You don't miss
If that shit don't land
You'll have another thing comin' for you bitch
Strike First, Strike Hard!
War through me
War you made
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Hands to the floor
Kneel in position
Head hits the concrete
Aligning your jaw
Teeth meeting road
Unpleasant sensation
Whine as you gargle
Your willing intolerance
F*cked in the skull
Beyond contradiction
Pulling away from
The family's arms
Holding your sides
Ribs prone to fracture
Try telling us to
Go back where your people are
A sense to connect
Devoid of a reason
Emotions tied to
My actions and law
Misguided peace
I can't shake the feeling
Street-faring violence
So desperately wrong
Repugnant
Full of disaster
Prone to establishing fascist intent and I'll groan
With every misspoken
Attempt to defend your injustice towards everyone
Throw
Your fist through the air
Aim for my face and pray to God
You don't miss
If that shit don't land
You'll have another thing comin' for you bitch
Strike First, Strike Hard!
War through me
War you made
Kneel in position
Head hits the concrete
Aligning your jaw
Teeth meeting road
Unpleasant sensation
Whine as you gargle
Your willing intolerance
F*cked in the skull
Beyond contradiction
Pulling away from
The family's arms
Holding your sides
Ribs prone to fracture
Try telling us to
Go back where your people are
A sense to connect
Devoid of a reason
Emotions tied to
My actions and law
Misguided peace
I can't shake the feeling
Street-faring violence
So desperately wrong
Repugnant
Full of disaster
Prone to establishing fascist intent and I'll groan
With every misspoken
Attempt to defend your injustice towards everyone
Throw
Your fist through the air
Aim for my face and pray to God
You don't miss
If that shit don't land
You'll have another thing comin' for you bitch
Strike First, Strike Hard!
War through me
War you made
Writer: Nick Ferda
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