• I speak to reach crooked cops
    To the criminally minded
    We need a revolution
    Silver screen light have got us socially blinded
    We seek to peek the future
    But we seem in a bind with
    This noose around the neck
    Encrusted with diamond
    You call it iced out
    I call it a sign that
    We as a people
    Need speak to history
    The fall of our morals
    Thats the biggest mystery
    I'm in love with a stripper
    Forget the regular ladies
    Greeds become our idol
    We just want to get paid see
    Naturally
    We dont see whats going on
    The barrel point blank
    But we can't see it going off
    Money's at the top of pyramid
    Looking over all
    They put that on the bill
    To further demoralize the fall
    And the original tip
    Cut off somewhere rotting away
    Happiness
    But we can't stand that
    That's why we changed the definition of gay
    And like the tip of the pyrimid
    If he's happy we put an end to his day
    Sandman in the left hand
    Will have you sleeping away
    Seven clover sales making a killing today
    The future sort of blurry so we're wasting the day
    Find out what was coming once were wating away