He is a master or a servant
Or the king of the crowd
Its not easy though crush
Leader of the packSincere though divius
His soul so brave and pureDoes he obey
Does he vilate
One shall never knowDodging the duties
Dont go well with him
King of the crowd
Leader of the packGuns shots fires
And the country his mother
And now like him no other
He is never never never
Gonna tierdLaw oppresses tricks the crowd
But the rich are free from it all
For him it is equality his nation above it allHe is not just a rebel
But son of the land
Playing with fire
Who is the slickDodging the duties
Dont go well with him
He is king of the crowd
He is leader of the pack