I told you soHow many times you've said itJustice and love that we've madeWords are not just booksWe're the sound waitingWords are sound loveDisgust is death and trustStories tell the truthSo we take to the bottom floorWhatever it takes to prove them wrongI didn't come from the heartTo send them back where they belongWe are men with a gunFighting plain faithAs long as we are aliveFor better daysAfter a bit of nightSomewhere far awayHere in bad timesYou ain't just brokeNor neck brokenIt doesn't matterto the weakbreathe and dieMake the cityının 자Thank youfrom soSpitting in their facesThe address of life will fail meIn every one of the first daysCall the police, nobody caresSpitting on in the facesSpitting on in the facesSpitting on in the faces