Protesting to protest the ones that who protect, if it's not a gun to your head it's knife to your neck. Protesting to protest the ones that who protect, bombs in a backpack or a blade on a jet.

Talking to myself, need help, oh welp. Hand I was I dealt. Folded preflop, lost the ante. Fold me in the blind, pop a zanny. Money is a weapon and weapons don't prosper. Just keep me on your team. Dead last on the roster. Hatred I foster. Old school mobster. Make me an offer I can't refuse. Either way we're all confused. Picket signs on every news. Protesting to protest the ones that who protect. If it's not gun to your head it's knife to your neck, bombs in a backpack, mailbox with anthrax, or something like that, or a blade on a jet. Headed straight to a tower from the mouth of the dragon's power.

Protesting to protest the ones that who protect, if it's not a gun to your head it's knife to your neck. Protesting to protest the ones that who protect, bombs in a backpack or a blade on a jet.

(Guitar solo)

Protesting to protest the ones that who protect, if it's not a gun to your head it's knife to your neck. Protesting to protest the ones that who protect, bombs in a backpack or a blade on a jet.