Lyrics Waco - OH, MANHATTAN

Waco

Fuck no this isn’t Waco
They could never keep this shit on the down low
When the ATF comes to bust down my door
They’ll be staring down the barrel of a loaded 44
The blood on my hands will not be mine
They’re will be no innocent children underground this time
Can’t you see the chalk on the asphalt?
We’ve abandoned the American Dream
They call it cold blood, I call it progress