Cold Blooded

I’ve walked along a lot of mean streets I’ve seen a white man flogged Swam out of ship, ten miles out to sea With every stroke life passing before me Machine gun inside a violin case Triple homicide with nothing but a straight face Wore the noose and took the last breath Heart kept beating nineteen minutes past death Nothing to hide and nothing to pretend Humanity was stripped from me from birth until the end Plains of wild buffalo who live to die and graze Indoctrinated culture Murder through the haze Built upon a heritage of violence and control Lady Justice’s tears well up Dripping through blindfold Feed the hungry bones and lies And while you prejudicate The victimized who built their lives Upon a conquered native state Oppenheimer’s miracle, enable cartel wars The aristocracy dines upon Napalm smoke and T.V. gore Now I take a second glance Towards the free homeland Ripping itself to shreds upon: customer demand.