[Intro:ForestPunk] Mama told me there'd be days like this... [Verse:ForestPunk] Torch in the eyes of an orphan at night Flip more bricks before the porkers arrive Heat force in a nine, pulled when scorchin' the swine Bad wolf with a hunger and these war pigs is mine Gotta' do what I gotta' do, got a block to move Yeah, like it's Tetris with this box of tools Or like an architect, sh**, and my job's to choose To build stacks or my baby gets no socks or shoes And yeah God's for fools, no shine in the blackest of holes n***as ain't lazarus so f** the nazareth jokes Dealin' with these rattlesnakes with these stabbin' fangs And f** being a average a** chattel slave Flippin' fat burgers or an office cash earner I'd rather break the law as an awful Nat Turner sh**, all I feel is Weedy-ness and anger Stranger to my kind cuz' my species is endangered Chorus: See they make money, so they can take money Because it's fake money Gotta' do , Gotta' Do, gotta' do Gotta' do what you gotta' do