Truth

Your pussy band sounds just like shit
You’re not punk rock
You’re more like a punk trik
You corporate motherfuckers all suck a dick
I’m an anti-motherfuckin social independent
Fuck the life
I don’t want a thing
You buy — you sell — you suck — you pig
Fuck the world
You’re a lost consumer
You buy — you sell — you suck — you pig
You sold your time, your soul to Cosmo
In love with a name tag
How bout this toe tag
You got raped by the fags on TV
And the TV got raped by the FCC
Fuck the life…
How do you bite the hand that feeds?
How can I walk away?
I can’t let them get away with this!
No I’m not just a nigga
I’m a punk rock nigga
So you know I got nothin to lose
I’d rather pull the trigga
And take away my own life
Before I hand it over to you
Fuck the life…