|
I took the slow drag off my smoke |
|
I leaned back and I take my coke |
|
I got approached by a shady bloke |
|
He talked bad but uh, he was broke |
|
I was born in a shadowy world |
|
Wasteland, mean and hard boiled |
|
With tragedies and turmoil |
|
Disenfranchised and dis embroiled |
|
Lost class in all 5 places |
|
I don't care what color your face is |
|
One day you're gonna lose all traces |
|
And war shit on all men and races |
|
In the city of down and out |
|
Money's always gonna equal clouds |
|
And you're gonna have to scream and shout |
|
Through the city of down and out |
|
Preacher wants a judgment day |
|
Junkie keeps the world at bay |
|
Policeman wants us to obey |
|
Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday, doomsday |
|
Preacher wants a judgment day |
|
Junkie keeps the world at bay |
|
Policeman wants us to obey |
|
Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday, doomsday |
|
Give me mine, give me all that you've got |
|
Take off your shoes and fork over the pot |
|
I like your chain and I needn't a watch |
|
And your girl looks good, she could travel the block |
|
It's all here if you're looking to score |
|
I'm downtown San Pedro at four |
|
Everything from the stem to the door |
|
Then we hang 'em all high for a few dollars more |
|
I said I won't but I bet that I will |
|
So point your clothes, I suggest that you chill |
|
They all talk about keeping it real |
|
But the second that it pop up let your homeboy squeal |
|
Let it go you ain't ready for drama |
|
Get you sore for trying to wreck my new karma |
|
Ain't 'cause I want to, it's just that I've gotta |
|
You know conscience is a motherfucker lock up your daughter |
|
Preacher wants a judgment day |
|
Junkie keeps the world at bay |
|
Policeman wants us to obey |
|
Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday, doomsday |
|
Preacher wants a judgment day |
|
Junkie keeps the world at bay |
|
Policeman wants us to obey |
|
Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday, doomsday |
|
And the television's spewing hate |
|
Talking bout the rise of crime ratings |
|
Heard the broke with state gonna say it |
|
It's all sinking now and we're runnin' way too late |
|
You let this wash it clean |
|
In the heart of Washington |
|
And if it is looking in |
|
[Incomprehensible] machine |
|
Preacher wants a judgment day |
|
Junkie keeps the world at bay |
|
Policeman wants us to obey |
|
Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday, doomsday |
|
Preacher wants a judgment day |
|
Junkie keeps the world at bay |
|
Policeman wants us to obey |
|
Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday, doomsday |
