Duck into an alley filled with urine and fat rats
Emerge from the other side, dawning a gas mask
It's on again
Introduce the 808 mechanic
Slay satanic ways, my state's in a panic
Petro from wild animals that they let go
Suspect profile of the owners they kept low
Mysterious circumstance, serious consequences
My fury is to bomb another target, I'm not timid
Bricks thru your window then I spit at the judge
Do my time standing up like a man won't budge
When these greedy motherf**ers try to take what I love
I write "greed" in red ink, let it drip like blood
Punk a** security, They circle in shifts
Seems like five minutes, but I time it at six
And I done come too far to go out like a b**h
So I chill behind a dumpster hit my target and dip
sh**, nobody out this time of night except graff writers, prostitutes and pimps, drug addicts and backsliders
Box cut any motherf**er that try to fight him
Vigilante, Just another worker that got tired
Of mastering his Zen trying to be on some calm sh**
Arms folded hoping maybe Karma resolves sh**
Or on his hands and knees trying to pray on some god sh**
So he go out into the dead of night and he bomb sh**
The FBI stings. The activists got shook
Can't even buy a copy of the anarchists cook book
Entire databases, every crime, every crook
On every continent, every website, every book
But can't track what leaves no imprint
No digital or physical, no criminal finger print
So so subliminal his criminal intent
The last one you ever would have pictured who did the sh**
Now come to grips with your position of majority
That's thoroughly controlled by the few in the minority one percent
Since a kid, resented authority
And businesses made rich from the products they sold to me
They wanted to sleep but I can't chill
My nation full of people scared of taking that red pill
They're feeding us this garbage got our minds in a land fill
The American Dream is a dream, It ain't real