No thank you, I've had too much, I know I've had my fill.
Gonna grab my glock and my mic, and ah'm a get fucking ill.
Shoot a muthafucka in the heart, and he'll get up and kill
the people he kills get up and kill
Governments too busy fighting with each other to save your lives.
Get your family, all your food, yer pets and grab your fucking swords grab your guns, grab yer bats, grab your fucking knives
Cuz Zack's at your front door.
And he has your mom's face.
Muthafucka's dead, hungry, and all over the place.
It's time to raid the cop shop the pharmacy and a grocery store.
It's fucking war.
I watch my back in the middle of the day when the sun shines in the sky.
Headed to the mountains with clean water fountains.
I wave the mundane goodbye.
I have pity for those in the city.
Where the pigeon flies.
Business men are easy pickings thanks to their power ties.
I'm a piece of shit hardcore ghetto gangsta junkie homeless guy.