[Pre-Opening Scream] (Spoken Word - Screamed with righteous fury) "ACCOUNTABILITY IS DEAD!!!!!" [Opening Spoken Word] (Deep, gravelly voice over a low, humming 808 sub and a dark banjo pluck) "Now church, they want to talk to you about 'compassion.' They want to talk to you about 'reform.' But I see a city where the innocent are hunted and the guilty are handed a pass. A career criminal strikes down an elder on the metro... And the system hands him a ticket out of jail? That’s not justice. That’s a betrayal of every porch and every sidewalk. The opps call it Soft-on-Crime... I call it Hard-on-Community. Ay, caramba... let’s tell the truth today." [Intro] [Aggressive Trap beat drops—heavy 808s, sharp hi-hats, and distorted slide guitar] (SFX: Sound of heavy chains rattling and a gavel striking stone) [Verse 1] (Aggressive Trap Flow) I’m looking at the bench, seeing robes made of silk But the justice in the cup is just sour as milk Rogue judges in the pocket, rooting for the opps While the blood of the innocent never, ever stops! They let 'em out the back door, no matter what they did They don't care about your mother, they don't care about your kid 'No consequences' is the gospel that they preach While the safety of the city stays just out of reach! [Chorus] (High-Energy Trap Beat) It’s Soft-on-Crime! (Ay! That’s a lie!) It’s Hard-on-Community! (Watch the people die!) They’re protecting the predator, hunting the sheep While the judges are selling our secrets for cheap! Hard-on-Community! (Ay! Hard on us!) They’re throwing the righteous right under the bus! [Verse 2] (Fast, staccato flow) Hear this truth: a couple days ago on the train An elderly man... yeah, he’s feeling the pain Punched by a career monster, hit 'em in the head Now that man’s gone, yeah, that man is dead! And what did the killer get? A ticket to the street? A misdemeanor ticket? Man, you know that’s weak! A ticket OUT of jail while the family’s in the dirt? The system is the one doing all the heavy hurt! [Bridge] (Heavy Bass / Minimal Percussion / Haunting Organ) (Spoken) "It’s absolutely, totally unacceptable. But sadly, it’s not surprising. The opps support the chaos, and the judges support the opps. When you refuse to punish the wicked, You are punishing the neighborhood." [Verse 3] (Aggressive / Building Speed) These rogue policies are burning down the block While the corrupt judges keep an eye on the clock Waiting for the next check, waiting for the praise While the violent criminals are set in their ways! Translation? It's a war on the life we lead Sowing all the sorrow, planting every seed We need a backbone, we need a steel rod Before we all have to answer to the judgment of God! [Chorus] (Maximum Aggression) It’s Soft-on-Crime! (Ay! That’s a lie!) It’s Hard-on-Community! (Watch the people die!) They’re protecting the predator, hunting the sheep While the judges are selling our secrets for cheap! [Outro] (Music cuts to a cold, echoing wind) (Spoken) "Ay, caramba... A ticket out of jail. The judges are cheering for the ones who destroy us. Zip your trap with that 'reform' talk. Fix the law. Protect the people. Amen."