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Crack of a shot - body hits the ground
Sirens erupt - chaos all around
Weapon displayed - verdict pre-written
Name in the crosshairs - already convicted!
Fragments extracted - cold forensic steel
Microscopic truth they can't conceal
Rifling marks don't line up clean
Mismatch buried... in the machine!
Paperwork stacks - silence enforced
Narrative chosen, evidence forced!
Science whispers under the lie
But the system won't comply!
Chain of custody - fracture point
Missing links they won't anoint
If the bullet won't confess
Who pulled death from the emptiness?
Running through the barrel - evidence denied
Truth dismembered, buried alive
If the round won't match the gun they claim
Who the hell are they trying to frame?
Running through the system - grind the truth
Shatter the facts inside the booth
If the science breaks the line they chose
Where the hell does justice go?
Experts testify - inconclusive trace
Still they tighten the legal brace
No direct tie, no clean thread found
Still they march while the facts cry loud!
DNA storm - too many hands
Cross-contamination, shifting sands
Profiles tangled, nothing is pure
Yet they act like it's all secure!
Data floods in - six figures deep
Truth suffocated, buried, asleep!
Every doubt cut down to size
Every question... weaponized!
Noise injected, signal lost
Truth reduced to the legal cost
If the weapon tells no tale
The system is set to fail!
Running through the barrel - fractured proof
Truth decaying under a slick, tin roof
If the casing won't align with the steel
What the hell is even real?
Running through the trial - a scripted end
Facts that break they won't defend
If the marks don't match the claim they sold
Who's the liar? Who's controlled?