Varment
02-13-2006, 03:40 AM
This is basicilly a fast skacore ploitical song inspired by choking victim/left over crack, like aggressive ska punk music, the song already has rhytm so you dont need to coment on the flow.
When Johnny was younger he wanted to be a chef,
but now he’s a corrupted officer snorting crystal meth
An infinite supply of drugs from what’s been confiscated,
Brainwashed my media another boy in blue sedated
Johnny and 6 other men pile in the truck,
driving down the other side of town for a midnight ruck
beat them till they bleed mugging junkies for their drugs,
kick em’ in the face while they’re cuffed, police are the real thugs
I saw Johnny after dark smoking crack-cocaine
I saw Johnny at the park injecting scag into his veins
A bunch of crooked cops addicted to smack
Hunting junkies and gangsters in a wolf pack
Job description to beat, cuss and cage the poor,
and collecting bribes from the local donut store
Another dictated mindless zombie,
jailing innocents and throwing away the key
When they need money they’ll put a random in jail
Hoping someone cares and will pay them the bail
If not, then they’ll leave them to rot Banged up and forgotten
Decaying in their misery, wishing for their liberty
I saw Johnny after dark smoking crack-cocaine
I saw Johnny at the park injecting scag into his veins
A bunch of crooked cops addicted to smack
Hunting junkies and gangsters in a wolf pack
When Johnny was younger he wanted to be a chef,
but now he’s a corrupted officer snorting crystal meth
An infinite supply of drugs from what’s been confiscated,
Brainwashed my media another boy in blue sedated
Johnny and 6 other men pile in the truck,
driving down the other side of town for a midnight ruck
beat them till they bleed mugging junkies for their drugs,
kick em’ in the face while they’re cuffed, police are the real thugs
I saw Johnny after dark smoking crack-cocaine
I saw Johnny at the park injecting scag into his veins
A bunch of crooked cops addicted to smack
Hunting junkies and gangsters in a wolf pack
Job description to beat, cuss and cage the poor,
and collecting bribes from the local donut store
Another dictated mindless zombie,
jailing innocents and throwing away the key
When they need money they’ll put a random in jail
Hoping someone cares and will pay them the bail
If not, then they’ll leave them to rot Banged up and forgotten
Decaying in their misery, wishing for their liberty
I saw Johnny after dark smoking crack-cocaine
I saw Johnny at the park injecting scag into his veins
A bunch of crooked cops addicted to smack
Hunting junkies and gangsters in a wolf pack