Tales from the Hardside - Biohazard

Tales from the hard side

Your cards were dealt when you drove through the night

As a man in dark clothes came into your sight

The barrel tapped the glass, you reached the window lock

Get the fuck out the car and leave it in the crosswalk

He climbed into your seat and dropped a vial of crack

Pissin' down your leg, you’re a victim of carjack

Feel the cold steel as I pull the hammer back

BANG!

You’re fuckin' dead 'cause it’s like that

Society pushed him down and out

Soul provider what’s it all about

Religion can we do without

Social pressure we’re too strung out

Another bad hand the cards have been dealt

Kid of fourteen, high aspiration held

To get ahead and run shit with his powerful will

Told by his role model you’re old enough to kill

See my ride, my bitches and my loot

If ya want to survive be prepared to shoot

Stay hard like me and you’re bound to do well

A waste of precious life, twenty five with an L

I’ll put this bullet in your head for the color of your skin

This is my neighborhood who the fuck let you in

I’ll stick with mine stay with your own kind

The virus of hate infects the ignorant mind