[Verse]
The streets are quiet but we make them scream
Shadows move slick like a crime scene dream
Got a fist full of law and a pocket of schemes
No time for whispers
We cut through the seams
[Chorus]
Justice isn’t blind
No it sees just fine
Carving up the guilty like a grocery line
They can run they can hide but the clock will chime
This is the fighting crime family in its prime
[Verse 2]
The scales tip heavy when the hammer falls
We’re the echo in the alleys and the crack in the walls
Don’t need no jury when the truth just crawls
Through the cracks of the lies and the criminal brawls
[Prechorus]
Say what you want but the debt gets paid
In the heat of the night where the rules are made
[Chorus]
Justice isn’t blind
No it sees just fine
Carving up the guilty like a grocery line
They can run they can hide but the clock will chime
This is the fighting crime family in its prime
[Bridge]
Truth cuts deep like a serrated knife
We deal in redemption but we don’t do it twice
The streets are our courtroom the night our disguise
They can beg they can plead but no alibis