One day I'm gonna bust, blow up on this society, why did you lie to me, I couldn't find a trace of humanity.
Born through hard times, Ghetto child of mine. I wonder if you have to suffer for your father's crimes.
Unless we share with each other we gotta start makin' changes
Don't support the phonies, SUPPORT THE REAL
I'm gonna tie you up, blind fold you, and we gonna play which hole feel the best.
My life is in denial. And when I die, baptized in eternal fire, I'll shed many tears.