I'm out on the street, you're looking for some kids to beat.
What better pick than me? Fuck, fuck, fuck police.
We hate you,
you hate us,
fuck the police,
we hate you,
you hate us.
I'm out on the street, you're looking for some kids to beat.
What better pick than me? Fuck, fuck, fuck police.
dark hair and dark skin, you know it's my only sin.
don't wait for me to tell you, how much trouble I've been in.
We hate you,
you hate us,
fuck the police,
we hate you,
you hate us.
I'm out of rope, I'm out of hope, I'm out of time.
Pigs are the ones out in the street comittin' the crimes.
Prison industrial complex is runnin' our lives.
I'm out roastin' pigs,
burnin' cars,
flames real big.
no way for me,
I'm just a sand nig.
LOL....the band and I might only agree on labor issues,lol...I dunno,but THEY HAVE A REALLY GREAT SOUND. I love the hardass/ gruff vocals paired with incredible melodies. Just really awesome sounding stuff that is mindful of the working class and issues pertaining to labor. Stumbled on em by accident and just dug the sound. East Bay Working Class
Powerful in every way, this DC hardcore group's first full-length is the siren song to having no home as a person of color—in punk, in society, in America. It could not have arrived at a more appropriate time. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 15, 2016
Guitars so jagged you could cut yourself on them and sneering spoken/sung lyrics make “Red Dirt” a post-punk powerhouse. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 3, 2023