Swine

​Point that gun at your own fucking head A coward behind his ten bullet friend Distribute a daily dose of terror I don't care if you're scared, I want to see you quiver A king amongst common men, is how you see yourself Too busy with the agenda to see the ones that need your help Glorified thug stomping out your own law Numb to it after a few years on the job That piece of plastic, makes you above the rest Double tap, to get through your vest I won't be another fucking victim Pull you up by the roots and be through with you As we approach the final hour, you cower, you shout, I'm louder, as you realizе it's just a matter of time beforе you're mine Serving justice with your gun and your fist Turn the world into a global fucking prison Fear created by just a presence In a cell or on the street, there's no difference I'll have to scrape you off the bottom of my boot By the time that I decide I'm done with you Let this mark the very first time That the Rats, overcame the Swine Purge