Facta, Non Verba

Justice is not man’s to give
But we’ll try
I’ll bet that she prays for him
Every night

And I can see no man
Deserving woman’s wine
Still I’ll make him drink
And drown inside his mind

I'm just sayin’
I'm not prayin’
Canvases of DNA
Clothing on the line

I'm gonna make him think of me
Of me all the time
For to ease your pain, they say
I’d like to see them try
For to ease my rage, no way
I’ll feel it till I die
I'm not prayin’

Vir qui I'm usum
Quaeritis
Facta, non verba