Code 194 Urban Hell
Sick of this f..cked up world but our cries and screams will never be heard no where to hide , no where to run, in this whole world your only friend is a gun afraid to open your eyes, and make contact with the ones you dispise live on the streets fight for your rights, fight these battles in the upcoming nights scared to step outta your card board box, sleep on concrete and a pillow of rocks survival is the name of the game, so join us as we try to maintain one and only , law of order , kick ass smuggle shit across the border live in an urban hell so we've found, f..cked up badly, no one makes a sound urban hell , starin' at the world through a jail cell.
