and so the night before the trial
no tribulations only smiles
i live where money buys you freedom
if theres no justice fuck the peace

why arrest the artist
at least he knows right where his heart is
like a badge or gun or handcuffs
makes me fear the pig police

so the systems full of crap
and somebody must fight back
so i take the message public
the art is my release

so they throw me in a cage
like an animal or a slave
like thats ever solved a problem
next day right back on the streets

and so nothings really changed
except some glory to my name
when will they finally realize
that the cycle will not cease