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