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
