[INTRO] stone doubt! Let's get it! (Uh, yeah motherfuckers) Sittin' alone in the dark with a drink and a list and a pen and a target assigned Every name got a circle around it, connected with string, every thread intertwined Somebody asked me one time what I'd do if I knew it was over, the end of the line I said, "I'd go full Punisher on every one of 'em - I've been ready for the sign" [VERSE 1] First on the list is the pharmaceutical Pushin' the pills on the people, it's criminal Profiting off of the sick and the miserable Makin' fortunes from the poor - I'm going biblical (Grrah) Dosing the nation with their poison, it's clinical Hiding the cures 'cause the treatment is pivotal Quarterly earnings are all that's political Time to make every last one of 'em critical Next are the suits runnin' poison corporations Dumpin' the toxins and ruinin' entire nations Burying studies and buyin' up publications Corporate lawyers are blockin' investigations (Grrah) Guttin' the EPA and killin' regulations Targeting the poor in low income locations Today I'ma pull up and get retributive Hop out in black, every move is definitive Kick in the door of the corner office Seize the accounts Every shell company, every last hidden amount Track every wire from the source - keepin' count This ain't a robbery, this is a rout (skrrt) Justice is strapped And today she can see, ain't no holdin' her back Pull up to the tower where the pharma lord sits countin' billions while the patients are buried in debt Walk past the lobby and the guards and the cameras, I'm a phantom, they ain't seen me just yet (Yeah) Find him at dinner with a senator laughin' 'bout margins while families got nothin' left Flip the whole table, zip-tie 'em both and say, "Smile for the camera, this is streaming direct" Next stop the penthouse of the man who owns the prisons, got the contracts and the quotas on his shelf Filling up the beds like it's just inventory, been trading human beings for the wealth Exposed every document and every memo, let the whole damn world see for itself He built a cage for the people? Congratulations, now he gets to feel it for himself I'ma find the one who sells the wars and never bleeds Cashes checks on every conflict, pockets the proceeds Comes home to mansions while the veterans got needs Drops the bombs and kills the kids - put this bitch on his knees I'ma find the ones who traffic kids and call it business Operatin' in the shadows, no one hears the witness Today I am the darkness and I'm surgical and vicious Every one of 'em about to get a visit - it's malicious [VERSE 2] And now I'm comin' for the digital tyranny Every algorithm built on the misery (Grrah) Minin' the children for data with no sympathy Sellin' the outrage and manufacturin' bigotry Hookin' the youth with a dopamine delivery Rewiring brains with a surgical efficiency Today I'ma shut down the whole damn machinery Walk through the server room, call it a pillory Find every executive blockin' the bills that are meant to feed all of the hungry Sittin' on mountains of grain while the people are starving, this evil is never just money Track the accounts of the ones who are laundering bread from the cartels thinking they funny This for the whistleblowers they silenced and buried, the truth-tellers treated like the enemy Everybody know the list exist, they just too scared to read it Every name protected by the same machine that sealed it Today I'm breakin' every seal and every N-D-A they needed Every victim gettin' justice, every predator cremated Way too many predators hiding in churches and boardrooms and badges and suits Way too many bodies in the water nobody's countin' because nobody pursues I'll drag every last one of 'em into the light where there's nowhere to hide and no excuse Then stand in the center of all of the wreckage and dare any one of 'em to make the next move (Grrah) And you gon' see what happens next I don't negotiate, I just collect One skull, one target, one check Before I'm done, they'll show some respect Every name on the list gettin' checked Every empire of blood gettin' wrecked If you had twenty-four hours to correct (woah) Every wrong in the world, where you aimin' your weapon next? [OUTRO] They asked me what I'd do to this evil shit Now you know - let's get started on it I just need a list, a full tank, and one good reason to stop And I ain't found that reason yet (Fuck these motherfuckers) (They gon get theirs) (Fuck these motherfuckers) (They gon get theirs)
