Verse 1
Man listen I’m more than fully equipped/ taking candy from the babies and I’m bullying kids/ the punks begging for a handout and refusing to work/ dig it bitch its the truth and it hurts/ for every lazy motherfucker working hating there job/ who turns around and says that immigrants are making hard/ most citizens are fat and couldn’t hang at a farm/ the Saint had a stacked deck now I’m playing my cards/ and this my favorite part/ guppies I’m playing the shark/ I can smell ya blood for miles my senses state of the art/ what little focus we had has went the way of the fart/ ten minutes after shift starts/ you show up for work with your pants all wrinkled and an odoress shirt/ you never come sober and you text on the job/ and even though i smoke doja I’m not a fumbling slob/ your lifes the only one thats hard and now its falling apart.

Chorus
2x
I’m sick of pikers, and pansies/ douchebags and hoods/ I hate snotty yuppies and women thats no good/ the systems breaking down in need of an over haul/ nation on their knees with ‘D’s in their open jaws-



Verse 2
Ready set? Heres another twist/ I aint a democrat or republican both can suck a D!**/ whats good is good and whats bad is bad/ if you think you got a say so then you all been had/ living day to day your neck up under the axe/ inside control mechanisms that were born in a lab/ ego-centric self importance slanted news and a slave view/ giving up rights so big brother can save you/ it says take one they know that you’ll take two/ thinking that you’re smart but playing a straight fool/ falling for the same tricks that made germany hate jews/ I’ll burn at the stake too/ though burning I play cool/ with capitalistic priests no sermon can save you/ to beat a nation as a whole you have to weaken the mind/ and quell the seek and the find/ its why our teachings behind/ they’re no longer pulling wool instead they skeet in our eyes/

Chorus
2x
I’m sick of pikers, and pansies/ douchebags and hoods/ I hate snotty yuppies and women thats no good/ the systems breaking down in need of an over haul/ nation on their knees with ‘D’s in their open jaws-

Verse 3
If I pissed you off good if I made you sick throw up/ die jump off a bridge I’ll chalk that loss up as a cold cut/ aspartame for nerve gas/ sugar substitutes for ice tea/ round and round we go alone like gerbil wheels and taichi/ fluoride in the water has the masses dulled and weakened/ the plans are working perfectly its likely that you’ll sleep in/ just as likely that you’ll eat out/ add some puberty and hormones and most the girls will be ‘down’/ while boys are on that chi sao/ sticky hands and she meow/ bust a nut a be out/ reverting back to Sodom /roman lawyers and politicians/ collectively we’re blind to the problems thats in the distance/ I do believe in god but I aint waiting on go to fix it/ solemn but optimistic / pollen snot and I spit it/ walking cock in my fist shit/ talk the talk and I live it/ keep your organized religion and all its denominations/ while I say a prayer tonight for the slaves thats trying to make it.

Chorus
2x
I’m sick of pikers, and pansies/ douchebags and hoods/ I hate snotty yuppies and women thats no good/ the systems breaking down in need of an over haul/ nation on their knees with ‘D’s in their open jaws