Drum and Drunk
When i see those racial instruments
Killing, stabbing, throwing away
Revolutionist suckers under blackened norms
No rule, no shits, just ordinary monologues

Through the heart killing emotion
Drums and drunks spoke truth meanings
People and prejudice appears
Shits gone mad, people gone bald

Nonsense, your mans are fighting
Not to kill, but respirate your poems
Under these words
The Wolf Gang stab their throne
Spoken revolutionary

Men against men
Wolf slaughtering moths
Spoken revolutionary

Drunk but imaginated
Argument shut the fools
No written name in courageous future
To be or not to be
For truth or for lies
Bounds under this drunken rhytm

This is a cinema of your undistributed warcry
We set the groove for the drunk loners
We don't except but stab your ripped brains