Give 'Em The Ripped One - Kid Dynamite

If I murdered millions tell me would you believe?

If I called it social progress would you fucking believe in me?

If I sugar coated lies, would you believe?

Like razors down your throat you swallow you’re pride and it eats you alive

It seems a mind of it’s own gets battered down and bought out

Uh oh.

Ideals lost, not found, what now?

Quick to, shake the hand of a suited man, with bloody hands

Uh oh.

He pulls you in

This time, he wins

If I bought and sold you’re freedom would you believe?

Distract you with the excess culture?

Would you fucking believe in me?

If I denied everything?

You’re soiled like you’re soul

You dig your own hole

And you never get out

If you say that you can seize the day

I’d say get off you’re knees

And muse about what they can do without and dismiss what you believe