Reality

they making moves at nightfall

the whole crew, they eyeball ya

fall through or its night night

they might just drop the hammer on ya

they off the handle out here

best not come near

 

im moving unstoppable, cruising to the shops when the news banner drops

target on my back now, time to back up and double back round cos you know the cops down to kill

gotta act quick before it goes downhill, keeping my head down until they stop coming round

im targeted cos of my background, but whats my face doing mounted on the tv screen?

something out of a bad dream, im holding my breath, counting to ten

pinching myself, why cant i wake up?

my head begins to ache, im tryna break free, the floor shakes, my legs quake

i fall face first and the last words i ever hear are full of hatred, the end is here

just another statistic remembered as a criminal rather than a victim of this fucked up system

nobody missing em as the body is cremated and the ashes are pissed on

lifes a bitch, come in with a mission, living life in a prison and dying with no goodbyes

 

they making moves at nightfall

the whole crew, they eyeball ya

fall through or its night night

they might just drop the hammer on ya

they off the handle out here

best not come near

 

cops running round with pills just in case they found nothing, so now they can plant em on ya

smash your face against the door, read you your rights whilst violating them right there

oh you're resisting arrest now? come and taste some of this mace, or maybe you can test out this taser

still think you the best out? if your hand falls down anywhere near your waist

im screaming my life in danger, thanks for the favor i needed this excuse to be a saviour

protect and serve my ego, the rest can burn in hell, im free from the law

get a paid holiday out of this, you claim im a menace, well my judge buddy said im precious just a bit restless

but on the dl thought that leaving you headless was pretty impressive

 

this excessive brutality in the name of defence has no place today

yet this filth is still cherished, these bitches in badges still hired

its like steven king himself scripted this shit

 

they making moves at nightfall

the whole crew, they eyeball ya

fall through or its night night

they might just drop the hammer on ya

they off the handle out here

best not come near

 

its time to fight back, but how do we do it with no rights?

we cant afford to pay the price or pay the fine or pay the bribe

everyday living life in fright, will i die tonight? will it be a cops bullet that i bite?

im praying with all my might that ill live past 19, despite only having a week to go

im living life out of sight, fearing the siren, treating it like lightning when i was a kid

running and hiding, i aint done nothing wrong but no smile or amount of acting polite

can guarantee my life, so im treating the nightlife just like africas wildlife

the only way to survive is to keep a knife and a gun and dont speak to em just run

its either me or them, i cant believe that this is how it ends

i know i got the strength, but i doubt i can make it through these depths

its not a matter of if but when i drown, at least i can get my revenge in hell

treat it as my playground with the devil giving me back my crown