The Hustle

they leave that knife in your back to make sure you're reminded

they leave that knife in your back and walk away

the armaments of deception & war

build the walls up high so we can't climb no more

in our hearts in our minds in our souls corruption marches as they seek to control

an uprising from the roots of the lives that they stole

they got them guns so you gonna do what they say

when that push comes shove they steal your life away

in their laws in their words in their eyes we see the bully hiding deep down inside

they gonna leave you bleeding when you cross that line

it's all a setup for power discredit block and devour

no one sees you no one hears you minutes turn into hours

the hours fold into years of passed down bloodshed and tears

the script is written re-written til all your left with is fear

of this weight crashing down til you forget how to speak

the wolves they tear at you til you don't know what you can believe

paralyzed dehumanized falling apart at the seams with your life on autopilot like a fucking machine