No gods, no juries, no lawyers
no army, no schools, no house, no orders
no cops, no jobs, no bosses, no borders
no banks, no tanks, no love - we own this

Who still holds cigarettes with the holders?
A bunch of pretentious fucks, the Romans
Obey orders like a tourist
paying triple for that coffee like a slow drip mortgage
From the land of dead poets and graveyards
where history’s full of shit - Braveheart
People want the truth in 140 characters
and wonder why all their leaders end up all being retards
I wanna meet God, not just Steve Jobs
I want a flying car, one that’ll eat cock
I’m killing all of your opinions like its Jihad
Turn the other cheek until you find the fucking G-spot
Batman on the microphone, Robin on the beatbox
coming out too soon, the opposite of detox
Hate to see a good man fall under cheap shots
hate to see a crooked cop walk, jury’s being bought
Never doing shit for your country, that’s my dream job
Listen for the accent, people from the East block
Working on your plumbing while you work to get us shipped off
Might be taking orders but I’m spitting in your teapot

No gods, no juries, no lawyers
no army, no schools, no house, no orders
no cops, no jobs, no bosses, no borders
no banks, no tanks, no love - we own this

Fuck your inner peace, I’d rather have some enemies
Fuck your future yo I’d rather have some 70s
Smash your scull in with a heavy read
I’m talking Karl Marx, Capital, Volumes 1 through 3
High on anti depressives, watching nazi documentaries
saw the best of my generation voting for Hillary
On some start up shit, there is no hope left
Imagine everything you love turn into bro-step
Your mother, your father, the folks you grew close with
Vagina where your heart used to be, on some Bjork shit
Wanna go places but don’t want to be a tourist
everywhere the same shit, Ikea for the homeless
You best believe we talking bout you when aren’t looking
it’s the one good time my language is worth using
Listen in euros but I only speak in Rubel
let’s exchange thoughts man, nobody is neutral
My homeland - the second coming of Switzerland
people drink piss, flush their toilets with Evian
Driving they daughters to school in a minivan
Everywhere the same rules, we got bigger plans

No gods, no juries, no lawyers
no army, no schools, no house, no orders
no cops, no jobs, no bosses, no borders
no banks, no tanks, no love - we own this