I'm sitting in my room in your prison doing time   Bars on my windows because your not so good at crime   Standing on the corner with nothing in your head   Shirt on your back and a gun in your pants   Thinking you're the man but you're only a stand in   Standing in line to be the next bad guy   I see what you do when you use what you got   But what do you do when you do what you want      You're so civilized   You get brutalized   I see you get yourself cut down      Getting your mind off some guy's record   Making his money off fools like you   Singin' about killing like it ain't no thing   But you'll do the time when you live it for real   Paying his way from your death row cell   You're the last one to see that you got sold out   I hear you say you hate pigs so much   Then why the hell do you act like one      A gun in your hand makes a fool out of you   A gun in your hand makes a target out of me   Freedom?    You want your freedom   You can't handle freedom   You're dying for it