I wake up in the morning kiss my wife goodbye
Hug my kids, tell’em I love em and then i hit the ride
sanitation patrol, in my car, do I lay
Where you never know if you’ll be makin it home today
So many different crews, that I come across
And I am hardened and scarred, feeling nobody’s loss
Writers and bombers and vandals wrecking the street
Got my mind warped by another burner on the beat
A fresh clean throwup I’m frustrated I hate it
Found a wholecar in the layup, surface was mutilated
A fresh piece all up in my face, no lie
Sometimes I need a popper so that I can get by, why
Don’t I get hurt, weak nerves, got the urge
To merge this bullet in my brain, relieve my pain
What a fuckin shame, don’t wanna live, or paint the wall
With the rackcans eye of the pig, I see it all
Looking through the eye of the pig
(This pig)
My squad has been around for twenty years I can say
That I’m worse than most of these fuckers put away
I’m in the biggest crew you ever saw, above the law
Looking through the eye of the pig, I see it all
Got a tip about a bomber that a samaritan rang in
Vandals are brats that should be from a noose hangin
Who am I without testimonials from neighbours
It is part time looking out for them and part time filling papers
Most vandals manage to escape a conviction
I’m the one who does the paperwork cuz of restrictions
A messy jurisdiction, I don’t get how some can call it art
Believe me those vandals they have the nerve but they ain’t got no heart
Never go easy on them why should they roam free
fucking kids they just don’t quit not even when they are in custody
They carve their tags, whatever they call it in the wall
Looking through the eye of the pig I see it all
Looking through the eye of the pig
(This pig)
These days you can’t tell who’s who in this world
Is that a writer or an innocent young girl?
I can no longer determine who’s the criminal
From the innocent man down to the vandal
Fuck, I need a drink and I’m almost off
The precinct is like an AA meeting gone wrong
I’m on my way back to the precinct to check out
So that I can go home, take a drink and think about
Why I never made it officer, from clean to corrupt
Looking through the eye of the pig, I’m all fucked
Wait, what is this
A couple of kids
wearing black hoods and backpacks, yeah I’ll take the risk…