A previous entity will suffice for the change at hand
Hurt is found in the harrowing
I know you understand
It's a shame I can't evade from my old ways
I've got my teeth clenched into the ground for speaking what I know
The taste of lead will suffice for the changes at hand
What more belittlement must be implied for you to feel highly praised
How many more bodies need to bleed dry on these streets
The hurting never stops
The hurting never stops
The system has f*cking failed
F*ck false valor
All our failures have went to shit
Went to shit
Born from dirt
F*cking die in dirt
On stolen land
Stolen land