Right now, there's multiple killers There's almost too damn many all with real loose triggers They shoot out anything to give you the hook Reel you in, strap you down, then fucking throw you the book We can never seem to fix it, funny The story's always being rewritten by the real crooks Cooking books taking all our fucking money No matter the cost they'll pay for control or your soul Until the streets are flooded and it ends up bloody So what do you do? There's no truth but no proof They'll buy me, they'll buy you The info that you have is by them and for you Straight through the eyes, right to the brain If you're not thinking your own thoughts you can't be saved Straight through the eyes, right to the brain Eat what's right in front of you, break the ground for your own grave Made by man Killed by God Can't be killed when you're standing right in front of me It's a blue bastard with the Glock, it's what they spew at 5 o'clock It's the lions and sheep, it's what they put in what we eat It's the blood on the line where the ink should be It's too far gone this time Right now, there's multiple killers There's almost too damn many all with real loose triggers They shoot out anything to give you the hook Reel you in, strap you down, then fucking throw you the book Mouth to the spoon you take it 'cause it goes down easy Take your place in line if you don't believe me Bomb some other places cause we always spend too much But make it look lux so it stays hush hush Straight through the eyes, right to the brain If you're not thinking your own thoughts you can't be saved Straight through the eyes, right to the brain Eat what's right in front of you, break the ground for your own grave