[Intro]
Granger on the line
name in the file, highlight in the margin
Arizona sun
burnt hands on the evidence
[Verse 1]
Late night
thumb drive in a backpack
State house
cash in a plain black trash bag
Dry heat
sweat on a forged contract
They call it policy
I call it hijacked
West coast
mama on a double shift
Rent due
numbers never seem to lift
Judge with a smile
and a conflict
Public office
private jet on the tarmac
Silenced
neighbors say “don’t ask”
Sirens
every time we push back
Screens glow
but the truth gets sidetracked
(Writing every name
like a blood pact)
[Chorus]
Tell the F B I
tell the law, write it down
Crimes in the desert
they’re bleeding this town
From Phoenix to the shoreline
they’re breaking us down
Tell the F B I
we’re not backing out now
Tell the F B I
they’re selling our rights
Backroom deals
under bright blue skies
If justice is watching
then open your eyes
Tell the F B I
hear the people cry
[Verse 2]
School board
cutting from the same pool
Contracts
cousins getting paid, cool
Brown kids
stopped on the way to school
While a sheriff signs off
on a new pool
Front page
never print the right names
Black ink
washed in campaign flames
Whistle in the wind
but they twist blame
Call me unpatriotic
for saying their names
Got dates
screenshots, bank trails
Phone logs
late calls, burnt mail
Every little secret
like a cracked nail
Pressure on the truth
‘til the paint peels
[Chorus]
Tell the F B I
tell the law, write it down
Crimes in the desert
they’re bleeding this town
From Phoenix to the shoreline
they’re breaking us down
Tell the F B I
we’re not backing out now
Tell the F B I
they’re selling our rights
Backroom deals
under bright blue skies
If justice is watching
then open your eyes
Tell the F B I
hear the people cry (yeah)