Sick Of It All. Blood, Sweat & No Tears. Breeders Of Hate. Zeneszám

my.....
these words of anger and fight towards the other man
I'm bent out of shape
I'm feeling irate
feel that blood flow
{Guns on the street, a message complete
Greed, self hatred tonite}
Save your insanity
you die for my needs

I have no idea.... submit your interpretations here