You creep down streets so dark,
you duck so they can't see you.
Silence, you're wrong you're judged.
Terror! The scent gives you away.

But then you hear the steps
behind! You know, you're doomed now.
They find you, no escape, orange and black surround you!

You can't run, you can't hide.
You know you won't survive, not this time, not this time!

Orange and black, those who judge tonight,
they are enforcers. The deal judgement for real.

No, we're not fucking around
No, we're not fucking around

No! We're done fucking around!

Run! You can't run! You won't run! Don't you run!

If you run, you'll die tired and scared.
They own the streets, own police they're prepared.

No, we're not fucking around
No, we're not fucking around

Slow!!!