Shit is real in the streets of Valhalla With junkies looking to deal they would kill to steal a dollar With cops on your heels hope you feel ready to run Cuz they wanna shoot for real if they feel you have a gun Catch 41 shots in the chest without a vest On a quest to cleanse it with forensics cleaning the mess The death defendant ended with no perpetrator On the neighborhood search digging for dirt making paper Raping mother nature as they build another drug store Ignoring what you saw cuz thats what you used their drugs for They love war I thing you need some more Percocet Or Oxycodone before you grown into a nervous wreck Serve and Protect ya right youre just a parasite Apparently in the sight of the Google earth satellite Cuz Fahrenheit 911 is just a smokescreen Their screams are getting close making the most out of these broke dreams With dope fiends holding babies on the corner Whistling the jake as the neighborhood informer Greenhouse getting warmer its a sauna of humidity Stupidity seems stronger than our former sense of liberty Admittedly idiocracy is stripped of its democracy Hypocrisy of leaders the breeders of aristocracy Thieving monopolies atrocities of megalomaniacs Time to collapse their Legos like tornadoes through a paper stack [Chorus] Rise up, dont let them take your God given rights Fuck the law if this is war then Ima live to fight Wait no more stand your ground we have risen now Break your prison lets tear the fucking system down Stakes are high, you know them stakes are high The stakes are high, you know them stakes are high more people supposed to be added to this song ....
stake, neighborhood, high, idiocracy, oxycodone