• the guilt lies heavy in the depths of his pool
    dark are the allys that the street lords rule
    with guns 'n knifes his laws are read
    on one mans sweat another man's fed
    the tyrant grows stronger!
    as poppers die
    kings and queens stand complaclently by
    for they know to expose the wrong
    in the quick of an eye
    they too would be gone
    the king runs the country!
    the rich rule the king
    and that's the truth of your american dream