Freedom's not for the weak
That's why you insufficient infants beg for chains
Revolutionary paper planes
Starting fires
Burn the system
Now something more oppressive in its place and you're the victim
My reality is not a prison
Not inside of any box that I've been put in
I refuse
Participation in your religion
Your uninventive ideas led to division
Can't take time clapping for surgeons
When I'm making incisions
Dumb Utopian pigeons
Gonna starve many millions
But you'll be the first
When's the last time you saw a 9 mil burst
Tell me
You scream weakness
And frailty
Thought you had the holy grail
"Storm the Bastille!"
Holding a cup of Anthrax and Daffodils
Beached whales and sticks
They say the devil ambidextrous
Most have no awareness
Liberty's not free and we need a damn consensus
Gangrene on the feet of the republic
Decadent scumming
Can't be stomached
The revolver's the revolving door
Pork barrel and more war tours
The cure less spending
More knocking on neighbor's doors
Half the problem kids grew up never having to do chores
I oppress my oppressors
Mostly professors
Speak against the propaganda get to wear a scarlet letter
I'm not indebted to lynch mobs or renders
Pull up my suspenders
No surrender
My speech is my reprieve and my legal tender
My speech is my reprieve and my legal tender