Terrorish (Live at The Lowertown Line)

Or crossed fingers on the hands behind their back/
 With a knack to trust then disrupt/
 Lose trust then change the rules up/
 And whos up for tax cuts? (crime pays)/
 Hidden estates with like, really long driveways/
 Aim for the crack fuck minimum wage (so it goes)/
 headed living in and out of my skin/
 Wild like a child slapped in the grin/
 Theres eyes in the back of my head/
 Hold up the buck stops disintegrating here (yeah right)/
 The fear generators here yall (warmer)/
 Deviating clear past the consumer/
 Theres eyes in the back of my head/
 But if I find the man who put my foot in the sand/
 and other heavy hearts/
 Make it impossible to cleanse his sin/
 Theres eyes in the back of my head