Lyrics:

What have we here storm before calm. Strung out on fear so pass me the napalm Break Bread with me before it is stolen Sleep with one eye open silence is golden Life a magazine Death a Reality Drug dealer heroes thug celebrities Rush hour gridlock may seem drastic An open road compared to drug traffic Starving to death on a Quaalude diet Living in a Slow Motion Riot Concisness it has been gagged and bound Better make your last confession The worlds doing its best impression Of a ship with nowhere to go but down Skyscraper fantasies Ghetto realities Dreams watered down like softcore pornography Watch your step gang related death Funeral day wonder whos next Crime is the standard built up Immunity Only care if it's our community Smokescreen safety can't trust the Government In this world hell seems heaven sent Were in a Slow Motion Riot Life a Fantasy Death Reality Life a Quarantine Death a courtesy Life a Brevity Death Finality Life a foul disease Death a Remedy