18 May 2012
Dimpled walls The inner skin Sliding door Come right in
Choose a floor Watch em spin What we gonna win In this box of tin
1st prize shit 2nd prize runts 3rd prize piss 4th prize cunts
In the lifts And on the floors Drunken talk Childish wars
Hooded rats No pride within Left to rot By next of kin
They spit up walls And splash their cocks Mouthing off Throwing rocks
Pollute our city Tarnish our name Yet the fools Think it’s just a game
Hooded Rats • Opuss № I