Trash Talk Sacramento Is Dead Lyrics

I am not the working son of a working son. I live in apathy, the sun will never shined on me.
I am everything you hate.
I am every thing you can never be.
These city streets were paved for me and I will use them well. Until my dying day I'm burning ni hell.
As fo faith, it's just too f___ing much to bare.
I know the world could never care.
I'll find my worth in this world of wealth. Amidst the struggle, the sun is burning my f___ing flesh. When this ctiy's dead we'll all go underground to rest in misery.
The sun will never shine on me again.
The world could never f___ing care and when it's all over we will arise from the ashes of your worthless f___ing pity. We'll make a name for ourselves, by ourselves, we'll watch the stars come down to level this city.
Sacramento is Dead.