Suspect

Living in
A fucking police state
Make amends when you're down 6ft deep
6ft deep
No regard or fucking care
Motherfuckers like to brandish their gun in fear,
so do it
On the streets were equal bitch,
and that's where you'll meet your fucking final judgement.
If my life were to end today,
it wouldn't change the world in anyway
I'd rather die alone, with the weight on my chest

This is a god damn call out
To all you bitch made fucks with a badge
You're not something special
I'm not a saint
I'm not perfect
I've done fucked up things for no reason.
Police Brutality
Takes ahold of me
Dial 911
To fucking die
"Lets go motherfucker"
"Don't fucking resist me"
"Hands up bitch"
"That's not a chip on your shoulder,
but your foot on my neck"
Step the fuck back
You could never trap me in a fucking cell
I will never live in your personal hell
With the weight on my chest



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Dipietro, Christopher Perez, Dane Loeprich, Jerry Gauntz
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