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i see canaries acting scary turning chicken
see em squirming fucking vermin kick the rat up out the fucking kitchen
cuz they don't need to know whats cooking see em looking
keep only need to know - or you'll be downtown at central booking
some have a tendency to shy away from empathy
so readily they steadily send men to penitentiaries
concealed identities identified from memories
not memorized by faces but the voices of obscenities
you fuckin trick, lets see you trick without your lips
lets see you snitching when you twitching right before you hit the ditch
demented giving sentences, invented testimonies
phony chorines walking fences just a spineless piece of shit

I keep my mouth shut, plead the 5th, infinitely
I've won my court cases in the burbs and in the city
I never testify, snitches be a dying breed
seedy motherfuckers - rip their guts out with no pity


mouth shut when they got you at the station
if you face incarceration you should take in what the fuck I'm saying
people only asking questions when they don't know
so keep them in the dark and this ya guard against the popo
and feds will knock too, that means that they don't got you
they hoping that your knock yourself but you don't got too
cuz if you aint up in the courtroom with cuffs on
with charges brought against you - theres no need to try the gloves on
in other words don't try to prove that you aint do shit
you'll contradict yourself - so for your health just keep it moving
just keep it silent cuz the states a place of violence
yo, no crime can measure up against the the ones who blaze the sirens
so don't feel sorry for yourself we all are criminals
from minimal to major we just players - fed subliminals
and at my pinnacle of sin they knew what popped off
but never could they prove it, so they lose, bitch I got lockjaw

I keep my mouth shut, plead the 5th, infinitely
I've won my court cases in the burbs and in the city
I never testify, snitches be a dying breed
seedy motherfuckers - rip their guts out with no pity

but fuck the slogans yo I'm hear to tell the truth
that here be snitches getting passes, not their ass kicked from their crew
and empty threats they happen cuz I'm guilty of it too
but if sabu was in my face i swear id crack him in his fuckin tooth
and this is literal, the shit he pulled is pitiful
its shit he's full of should of killed this shitty individual
silence a minimum, and I aint being cynical
they way some patting backs for keeping quiet this I'm critical
I'm holding heavy metal but I don't pig squeal
cuz snitchings juvenile like pacifiers and big wheels
or kids meals, bandana to your face and tinted windshield
and if I see a crime know i am keeping my lips sealed
and paranoia if you let it will destroy ya
suspicion without witness maybe you should file up a FOIA
never execute a person less you're certain
see the paperwork cuz piglets can't be trusted from behind the curtains

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from Caustic EP, released December 1, 2017

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