Pull my mask And now I get to steppin Rippin it back The opps are sweatin From the competition Tundra on a mission Pushin sedition The boys in blue are backed against the wall Breakin em laws and watch them fall Mothafuckas got them balls To push the people in the streets Thinkin that theyll never get the fuckin beat down Fuckin clowns Clickin it back you underground Killed a grown man Just cause he was sellin cigs One one eight eight seven seven On a mothafuckin pig Take a look into the mirror Tell me what the fuck you see Thinkin that your twisted morals Are just safe from everything Fuckin with a mob of angry people Hangin from a string Bite the hand that feeds and now They got the taste for blood So tell me why Tell me why Did those kids deserve to die Got your pistol pointed like a coward Tears up in they eyes All these families are burying Their fuckin sons All because you faked a god And now the fuckin damage done How does it feel To be on the other end of the barrel bitch How does it feel To be on the other end of the damage youve done Picking up the broken pieces Never gonna fit together Now its you thats gonna suffer Fuck the boys the boys in blue Fuck twelve Fuck the feds Revenge is ours motherfuckers Lay the fuck down and taste that copper Time for a dirt nap Nighty night bitch Picking up the broken pieces Never gonna fit together Now its you thats gonna suffer From the damage that youve done