Sad to say that Ive lost all faith In all decree The lure was casted out No money? Promises No worries Promises The just hand of the law rules for the righteous Strikes the wicked down They say that justice is blind folded No money? Pain? Live with it Better off dead Better off the blood stain on the streets Better off dead Justice spelled out in dollar signs Heres two middle fingers Go fuck yourselves
better, justice, money, promise, casted