On your knees! You better start praying! they got Iron in their hands and the bible justifying one, two, three they ain't gonna stop killing is a gig and they're working 'round the clock liars! liars! damn liars! liars! with my fist up in the air, I'm fighting with all my senses keep resistance on the streets and rats deep in their trenches like a ghost they haunt you every night but I keep my eyes wide open throwing words sharp as a knife liars! liars! damn liars! liars! some are facing the end times while men are playing games When inside the darkest tunnel, maybe a white light ain't no good sign the pressure upon your shoulders to make you pick a side it just ain't right, oh no I'll tell you once my friend, I know what group they have me inside and I picked a side, it just ain't right! right under your nose they rip off all the country they threw a red blood courtain! they threw a red blood courtain! where is the public interest that ain't with our brothers? we lost another son! we lost another mother! liars! liars! damn liars liars! the pressure upon your shoulders to make you pick a side it just ain't right, oh no I'll tell you once my friend, I know what group they have me inside and I picked a side, it just ain't right! the pressure upon your shoulders to make you pick a side it just ain't right! I'll tell you once my friend, I know what group they have me inside and I picked a side, it just ain't right!