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Cris-is Fine - Civil Matter

#undergroundhiphop #punkrap Ignoring humanity... Crushing families... Exploiting fear... Civil matter, legal fuckin’ chatter, Not a crime, just lives they scatter. Stamped, filed, calm disaster, Cold procedure pulls the trigger faster. Civil hold, no criminal charge, Locked the fuck up like a felon at large. No jury seat, no sentence read, Time frozen stiff in a government bed. Policies signed by hands unseen, Laws twisted neat, a silent machine. Courtroom traps with smiles so thin, Cash exchanged while they lock you in. Lawyers cost stacks you’ll never own, Justice is rich, fuck the throne, fuck the system. Phone calls cut, visits through glass, inside prison. Paperwork decides if you fade or pass, this treason. Civil matter, permanent scars, No crime charged, still behind bars. Verdict silent, sentence planned, Life torn apart by an office hand. Cold hands, suits in control, Children cry while fear takes hold. Paperwork killing, stamped and signed, Freedom lost, nothing to find. Families torn, cages lined, Orders signed, lives confined. Tagged, tracked, childhood smashed, Trauma stored, forever cached. Age guessed fast, protections gone, Looks eighteen, system’s pawn, system’s haunt. Release ain’t freedom, it’s broken and bent, PTSD laughs while lawyers vent. Detention center, waiting in line, Prison for profit, what a fuckin’ design. Private contracts, paid per bed, Keep you locked, keep them fed, keep them tagged. Civil matter, pain assigned, No crime charged, lives confined. Verdict withheld, sentence blind, Paperwork crushes, hope declined. Cold hands, power in command, Children cry while walls expand. Justice distant, system plays, Freedom stolen in silent ways. Raids at dawn, city asleep, Door knocks quiet, terror runs deep. Collateral caught, wrong job to fleet, Processed too, system complete, marked on the street. Just enforcing law, lie, fucking lie, Rules bend only when money’s high. Same facts, same case, different hand, One judge frees, one judge bans, make you damned. Labor cheap, fear keeps you tight, Criminalized for human right, they got beat in fight. Silence enforced, deportation threat, Pressure builds, exploitation set, made us fucking mad. No conviction, no appeal, No restitution, fuckin’ real... Damage done, cannot heal, System feeds, while the system steals... Civil matter, pain displayed, No law broken, still they raid. Verdict missing, sentence faked, Lives destroyed, nothing saved. Cages lined, children cry, Parents forced to say goodbye. Contracts signed, profit grows, Cold hands control, terror flows. Deportation, not return, forced removal, Back to hunger, back to pain, fully lawful. Asylum bars high, nobody fits, Scripts enforced, border bullshit hits. This is control, pure domination, State violence hidden in administration. No blood, no crime, yet lives obscene, Bureaucratic harm, nothing clean, nothing unseen. Case closed, records sealed, Nothing fixed, nothing healed. Civil matter, system intact, Civil death, all souls hijacked.