It's early in the morning And I'm sitting at the table
Drinking shots of ancient whiskey 'Cause I don't feel all that stable
Oh-oh-oh Woo
We're in a fucking nightmare There's a hundred-thousand victims
If we can't protect them safely Then they die from their complexion
* Oh-oh, first though Start up the show Get up and aim 'cause we're ready to go
Oh no, what can we say? Where can we play with our guns today?
Oh-oh, like, two down tonight Shoot up the streets, gonna die tonight, oh-oh
Violence in the city And it feels like a coffin
Things seem normal when we're talking But we're racing to the bottom
Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Woo
