They be tracking us so you better stay hidden or our braintrust can expect us severed and riddled. We got no stature of liberty, we the last of the villains, so let’s make a run for it. Aim for the sanctumus village. Keep it full spped in intervals until I say we must stop and all the time look out for the neighbourhood-watch. Wash the stains of the glock to confuse the forencics, my luger is endless so let’s make chase for the cops. So we run cause there’s a warrant out for my arrest. I have no priors but I shot a guy right thru the chest. I’m down by law and about to become a homicide victim, I’m powerless against the monopoly of violence. They re-opened a case just to pin this on me and detectives are out busting down doors and shit is gnarly. So I hide among the loud 99 -crowd but they know I’m around so they start to mace everybody. “When protesters are passive in masses you scare em to silence, officer, you have the right to remain violent”. Motherfucker, that was a simple drunken bust but they just slammed my mans teeth out while he was still in cuffs. Give me, give me, give me a man that’s not violent. Find a man who’s decent, make him chief of police.

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