blindfolded back to the cold metal bars the screaming of inmates and laughing of guards fills your head fill the camera with gruesome depictions of just how evil we can be stabbed to death on the banks of a river the cold shenandoah will serve as your grave the topic of many a candle lit vigil but banded together the lives we could save go
woah oh oh.....
gangtags blanket all the walls in this god forsaken town shotgun shells and empty clips are stompped into the ground a war ensues behind the veil of glamour trend and profit 'cause the radio and mtv control your fuckin' wallets and all these kids they think it's cool to play with loaded guns and they always seem so ignorant to impending repercussions unity cannot exist when colors seperate and the police are not the only gang that runs rampant in these states
innocent people are dying and it seems like no one cares what the fuck has money done to us we're all against the cops but they are not the only ones aiming their goddamn guns and spilling blood
woah oh oh.....
stop the violence burn the flags a life should never end over the color of a rag territory drugs and glory dead bolt busted rug stained red it started off to reconstruct a community in peaces we can all just help each other we don't need police but soon their hands were painted red day to day yet so obscene the innocent were lying dead buried in a coffin green woah oh oh..... x3
innocent people are dying and it seems like no one cares what the fuck has money done to us we're all against the cops but they are not the only ones aiming their goddamn guns and spilling blood
woah oh oh.....
drugs and glory territory blood for profit stop the violence woah oh oh.....Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
