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© 2026 darkman1983. Original lyrics and creative direction: darkman1983. Music, arrangement, and master recording generated with AI-assisted production tools (Suno), including AI vocals. All rights reserved to the fullest extent permitted by law. No reuse, re-upload, redistribution, synchronization, or derivative use without written permission from the rights holder. Yeah, yeah, yeah, get in line Yeah, yeah, yeah, look alive Yeah, yeah, yeah, take a number Public service, public service Yeah, yeah, yeah, show your face Yeah, yeah, yeah, know your place Yeah, yeah, yeah, say thank you Public service, service for you Take that ticket Ticket for the line Show that face now Face for the file Run that payment Payment on time Public service With a sweet-ass smile Hands up high now High for the lens Talk real nice now Nice to the feds Dance little harder Harder for the feed Public service, bitch Breathe when we say breathe Breathe when we say breathe Shit, I was ten when the hallway froze Lockdown drill, everybody get low Same damn week, Dad got cut Same damn week, rent went up Black truck parked by the Wendy's sign Two kids searched at the county line One had gum, one had zip Both got cuffed for a power trip Boss say family, cut you by five HR grin with a dead-ass smile "Best of luck," little template lie Motherfucker, pay me for my time Swipe that card, tax that poor Doorbell cam on the neighbor's door Feed got blood, ad got shoes Mute that shit when the sponsor moves Big flag waving, small check late Cop light stuck by the schoolyard gate Everybody safe, everybody tracked Everybody broke with a branded bag Take that ticket Ticket for the line Show that face now Face for the file Run that payment Payment on time Public service With a sweet-ass smile Hands up high now High for the lens Talk real nice now Nice to the feds Dance little harder Harder for the feed Public service, bitch Breathe when we say breathe Click yes, shut up, move on Read that shit when your rights are gone App knows where, bank knows when Landlord knows you got paid again Some motherfucker in a talk-show fit Says poor folks need discipline Three shell firms and an island trip Crowd still claps when the lie walks in Senator's kid got caught with snow Same judge buried my boy for smoke That ain't justice, that's payroll Clean white collar with a chokehold They want rage with a face they can sell Mugshot framed like show-and-tell Not the board with a hand on the scale Not the bank with its teeth in the meal Sir, stay calm, ma'am, step back Put that pain in the big black stack Take your grief to window three Window three says, "That ain't me" Yeah, yeah, yeah, keep it cute Yeah, yeah, yeah, lace your boots Yeah, yeah, yeah, kiss the badge Public service, don't get mad Yeah, yeah, yeah, bless the screen Yeah, yeah, yeah, clean routine Yeah, yeah, yeah, tell your friends Public service never ends Who gets paid when the block gets hot? Public service Who gets rich when the schools get locked? Public service Who gets filmed when the blood looks real? Public service Who gets fed by the backroom deal? Public service Who sells calm when the kids go numb? Public service Who buys silence with a charity run? Public service Keep your mouth low Keep your hands shown Keep your head down They got drones over town Take that ticket Ticket for the line Show that face now Face for the file Run that payment Payment on time Public service With a sweet-ass smile Hands up high now High for the lens Talk real nice now Nice to the feds Dance little harder Harder for the feed Public service, bitch Breathe when we say breathe Public service Service for you Smile when the rent comes due Public service Service for you They already counted you Public service Service for you Shut your mouth and chew Public service Service for you Thank them while they fuck you Yeah, yeah, yeah, get in line Yeah, yeah, yeah, look alive Yeah, yeah, yeah, take a number Public service, public service