[Verse 1] They drew a circle round the fire Then arrested everybody warm Put a name upon the hunger Put a number on the arm Said the line was always there Said the border came from god Funny how the ink was still wet When they handed us the law [Chorus] Manufactured criminal Factory original Stamp another body Make the fiction feel official Manufactured criminal Ritual habitual Call the label natural Till the cage becomes invisible [Rap Verse 2] Who wrote the rule, who owns the pen? Who gets to choose who counts as kin? A badge, a file, a courtroom grin Turn a living pulse to evidence again They tax the fear, they feed the war Build another lock, then build one more Call it order when the doors all close Call it truth when the verdict's chose One man's cure becomes contraband When the wrong hand holds it in the wrong land Same act, new map, new sentence, new name Move the border, rearrange the blame They don't find the monster, they design the frame Fit a face inside and celebrate the claim If the label moves, then the guilt moves too Tell me who made the rule that made me you [Chorus] Manufactured criminal Factory original Stamp another body Make the fiction feel official Manufactured criminal Ritual habitual Call the label natural Till the cage becomes invisible [Verse 3] First you name the deviation Then you pull it from the crowd Dress the word in black robes And pronounce the meaning loud Truth walks different through a courtroom With a uniform and seal Language puts its makeup on And suddenly opinion feels real [Breakdown] Power teaches what to see Builds the monster, builds the mirror Sells them both as reality No neutral tongue No stainless hand Just human beings naming human beings Then making names into commands [Final Chorus] Manufactured criminal Beautiful political Turn a person into language Then pretend the word is literal Manufactured criminal Paper skin, official sin Let the sorting ritual begin Till the cage becomes invisible [Outro] Before the file Before the charge Before the language learned to scar There was a fire There were people getting warm Then somebody drew a circle round it And arrested everyone
