Dead to Me Follow

There's never relief
We don't have the same sentiments
This ain't my first offense, it ain't yours too
And those green, loose lips spew the truth you never hear so put your hands up

My black lungs plead innocent cuz I didn't do anything
Just read between the bullet holes to see what's germininating
All I want is a little relief; do I deserve just how much this stings?
Just read between the bullet holes to see,
That there is never relief, so please don't call the police

This moral compass makes me sick just cuz it spins too quick, its pointed at you
Contraband defined beyond common sense, you're gonna get screwed

My black lungs plead innocent cuz I didn't do anything
Just read between the bullet holes to see what's germininating
All I want is a little relief; do I deserve just how much this stings?
Just read between these lines, nothing's for free

Fraternal slobs show to work on time, perpetuate victimless crimes
Just stop feeding the lost and mean, the beat stops when the streets are clean

Contraband bleeds and only a fool repents
There's never relief, so please don't call the police