Prisoner planet

Primates in charge,
and the guards guard the inmates,
and we all mutate on the planet of the damned apes.

Heading up-town with a pistol in his jeans.
Sliding down-town -
She sleeps on wasted dreams by the roadside.
His great escape was seen as tripping suicide.
On the highway, speeding,
out of your crazed mind,
driving in the wrong lane,
now they pull you over and handle you so untamed.

It's so insane how many people got money.
How many peolpe got nothing?
The root of the problem is seeping not only from Harlem.
In the dark I felt that daylight never shines.
Animals in a cage, born on the ferocious side.
Cannibals swinging from tree to tree in style.
Bore through the eyes of a mean silverback.
The chaingang forever digging a deep hole -
for whos soul?
Who sold who at the crossroads?
Hear the devil yell - 'You are all so damned cold!'