[Intro]
“The confrontation at the West Precinct
Was part of the Sunday violence
That left a trail of destruction from downtown to Capitol Hill”
“KOMO’s Tammy Mutasa is live in Seattle with more on the video
It really paints a pretty ugly picture”

[Verse 1]
This that Sinclair Station Flow
That’s word to KOMO news
Turn on your TV, watch the propaganda spew
Camera crews shoot riot porn for the masses
Suburbanites scared, they ‘bout to go and turn fascist
KIRO7 got the chopper, eyes on watchin’
Somehow they never catch it when them cops is steady mobbin’
Dozen photographers gathered around a trash fire
Next day, front page, “Seattle on Fire”
If it bleeds it leads, ain’t no surprise
They say they on your side, but they actions don’t lie
Carmen Best teargassed crowds then got hired by KING5

“Get going, they’re throwing gas!”

[Verse 2]
Wasn’t no riot here
Then the cops came with that riot gear
Now errybody runnin’, duckin’ for cover
While all around the sound of munitions is bustin’
And that 2-chlorobenzalmalononitrile seep in your lungs
Suffocatin’, now you panicked and stunned
Try to escape out the fog but trip and fall while you run (Hah)
Can’t see, can’t breathe
Here come the Brady List boys with the clubs
“We could have the Summer of Love”
Drag you cross the pavement ‘fore they throw you in trucks
Wrists burn from the pepper spray that they put on the cuffs
Face burn from the chemicals while they laugh at you, smug (Heh)
Your tax dollars at work
Intimidation tactics of the corrupt
Collective shrugs while skulls cracked by Solan’s thugs
Like, fuck it, let them OPA complaints pile up
Liberal Seattle where dissent get you touched (Hahaha)

[Interlude]
“It looks to me like the officer saw something criminal
Even though you can’t see it from the camera
And wanted to take the guy into custody
I think you’re tryna-
I don’t think we can put ourselves in his emotional state at that time”

[Verse 3]
Hahahaha, yeah
These sycophants of a sick system
Out here licking boots ‘cause the status quo benefits them
Fear-monger ‘bout petty crime and addiction
‘Cause law and order upholds their social position
It feels safer with the poor locked in prison
When you know you don’t “fit the description”
Outraged by protests more than police killings
Sickened by the homeless, but who did the evictions? (Heh)
The rich get richer hoarding the assets (Assets)
Trap the underclass, keep ‘em cash-strapped (Cash-strapped)
Kleptocrat, ballin’ with the cabal (Heh)
We dem boys, yeah, we ‘bout that (Heh)
But, funny how there’s never news choppers in my barrio
Invincible, like I grabbed on a star in Mario
They manufacture outrage, I stack the bread
And snatched a bag bigger than Katie Daviscourt’s forehead (Heh)
Four trillion in the bank since Coronavirus (Yeah)
Me and Bill Gates out here stackin’ hella dollars (Racks)
Fuck with the money, we sendin’ out all the goons to riot
Hope you don’t notice how real Gs move in silence (Shhh)
Profit off of poverty, pushin’ Bentleys and Porsches
Fuck a slice of the pie, I need the biggest portion
Violent systems require violent enforcement
Out here steppin’ on necks with the boots
Who do they protect? It ain’t you
Secure the wealth by any means, that’s the move
They wanna talk about "riots and looting"
Hahahahaha