How Low

How low are you willing to go Before you reach all your selfish goals Punch line after punch line Leaving us sore, leaving us sore Absorbed in your ill hustling Feeding a monster, just feeding a monster Invasion after invasion This means war, this means war Someday you'll be up to your knees In the shit you see All the gullible that you mislead Won't be up or it Where to, will you relocate Now that it's war, now that it's war