The Perps are:
B~ill: William Resh
Deep Rooted: Steven Rubin
lyrics
Who to Trust?
It's the wordsmith, who spits iron into fires/
And relies on acumen to attack men conspiring/
Against me, propagating Perp status/
I'm perped to perpetuate these other cats' fatness/
Fascism's prisms of with us or against us/
Classism's prisons built by lords and what they rent to us/
Maxims are waxed in the lies that are spread to us/
Ask them why taxes are not and they play dead to us/
Feds shed tears, just like the rest of us/
Hold their kids dear, just like the rest of us/
They'll do anything to keep their jobs like the rest of us/
Careers are premised on fears they can fence to us
How can I say who to trust?
<Bust back kid!>
Put your life in your own hands
<Bust back kid!>
You think I'm saying this for shock value?
<Trust that kid!>
But, how can you just sit there?
The United State of Complacency is facing/
The reality of getting off its fucking ass gracefully/
Waste stuffed into pasty faces, making them/
The fattest nation, and they blame it on the agency/
Stubby fingers linger over remote control destinies/
Bloody sphincters and tinctures as cure-all remedies/
Gels and plastics floating in entities/
Who call themselves beautiful, move us to empathy/
Reality TV has replaced reality/
And tacky facsimiles are what we call "talented"/
Any phallic likeness is power, and balance is/
Just an abstract term in this kingdom of callousness
How can I say who to trust?
<Bust back kid!>
Put your life in your own hands
<Bust back kid!>
You think I'm saying this for shock value?
<Trust that kid!>
But, how can you just sit there?
How can I say who to trust?
<Bust back kid!>
Put your life in your own hands
<Bust back kid!>
You think I'm saying this for shock value?
<Trust that kid!>
But, how can you just sit there?
Sit there!
credits
from The Perps,
released January 1, 2013
Produced by Deep Rooted
This track contains a sample from "Floating Boy (Demo Version)" by Fugazi