Are you done shooting me? A million bullets headed my way Blinding me, maiming me, cutting me Now that you have me by my balls Is it what you imagined it to be like? Are you done praying for me? Condolences swathed in batons sent my way Pimping me, stripping me, strangling me Now that you bribed me with blood money How does my ash-stricken flesh taste? Are you done fooling me? Fake kings and queens that you sent my way Flogging me, skinning me, murdering me Now that you sit on the throne How does it feel to fuck over the dead? ...