blamed for everything done wrong he goes and gets himself a gun   shooting dope yeah there's still hope he has hit the rock   bottle to the wall   cracks in the brick show it all too thick   you better watch where you step, you could be spreading the epidemic      corner store robberies and everything in between this life and the next   it'll all explode like kerosene   shots fired bones drop it's all that i see    i'm fucking sick of this town where the hell have you been?      it's not over, until it's over   scrape the streets you motherfucker   meet and greet with the pavement and your teeth   economic sober nickel and dimming till we're beat   keep things discrete or you'll be sucking like a leech      now you can't see through the clouds of defeat   bottled up till nothings left your tops been blown   blame it on me like everything   well it's okay another loose end straightened   another time we'll take it too far   another bottle's been broken another day is dawning on our faces   the disgrace that we bring to the table   sometimes it seems theres no stopping it   sometimes things go too far