No Hope
by Urban Waste· from self-titled
Crime seems to be a hobby
Wondering if you're the next
But when it comes time for self-defense
You'll pay for the attacker's death
There's No Hope of what you do
There's No Hope of who you are
Some kill to stay alive
And some kill just to have some fun
There's murderers every day by day
You're just not the only one
Murder in the streets
You're thinking if you're safe
Murder in the streets
Wondering what you should carry
Murder in the streets
A fucking gun to protect you?