King of Pigs

In the pale house At the end of the street The lights are out And bloody centuries besiege Those white washed walls The King in Krimson Krowned Reaches for a gun Pushes the same panic button That killed MLK That killed Hampton That dropped the bomb on Philly That now floods the streets with boots I've got a gun and I Can get off easy 'cause I'm white And I own your rights My daddy wrote them So they're mine All hail, All hail the King of Pigs His legions dancing the jackboot jig He's got a bible in hand Like a lottery cheque Kneeling to pray on Christs black neck All hail, All hail the King of Pigs His legions dancing the jackboot jig He's got a bible in hand Like a lottery cheque Kneeling to pray on Christs black neck It was pigs with whips That first grew fat Off the stars and stripes On the back of black Pig guns still crack And prisons steal ACAB ACAB ACAB Blue lives aren't real I love taking lives I love telling lies Turn off my body cam And leave you to the flies I love taking lives I love telling lies Turn off my body cam And leave you to the flies I've got a gun and I Can get off easy 'cause I'm white And I own your rights My daddy wrote them So they're mine