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Hi, I'm Chris
After 10 years working in corporate finance 
I quit my job
Sold everything I owned
And moved here
To live in the wilderness
Of Alberta,

myself a second glass of gin
Give the 45's another spin
Come to realise that I'm homesick without you

Song long to the corporates corporation
Farewell

to the bag, then I dumped it in the river
Whiskey bottle guts same color as my greedy eyes
Drained of funding quick as corporate budgets for D&I
Finances dunked

praise corporate Jesus he's the only lord I know

Hail gold bow to globalization
Just ask human resources it's sweeping the nation
Praise finance

Said she want a thug
But baby can you handle this
The gangway still live on the strip
Bro got them 8 balls wrapped in cling
Finance, Arms, Hood

niggas don't know how we doin' this shit

The high finance way we support niggas and hit niggas
Off with overhead money to continue their corporate set-up

each acquisition is new ammunition
When governments crumble and fall
To the floor that was paved with the graves
Of a corporate war
A fundament funded in

autocracy, corporate vampiricy
From the coffin to your domain

We're in your Congress and your church
We are shepherds to the herd
Your heads of finance, CEOs

My ghetto bitch so real I'm paying for her BBL
My niggas get home from prison go snatch that CDL
We be in corporate offices and seeing jail
My niggas

is a fallacy
To a generation who fell in love with thieves
Supported by a corporate media peddling lies
Stumbling through your affluenza
You were

Burning Sky

The Jam

Setting Sons

1979

And the wheels of finance won't begin to slow

And it's only us realists who are gonna come through
'Cause there's only one power higher than that of truth

Burning Sky

The Jam

All Mod Cons/Setting Sons

1983

And the wheels of finance won't begin to slow

And it's only us realists who are gonna come through
'Cause there's only one power higher than that of truth

this shit off, though
Look

The money speakin' for itself, I call it fortune-tell
Fire top from a bitch that work in corporate sales
Chinchilla

practice got so big that they began to finance governments
The bank began to finance wars
And so, this group of bankers got slapped with the term Illuminati,

your worldview broadened when you studied abroad 
How you fine-tuned the micro-finance business model 
And when you go out on Fridays you buy your own

wants more
It's a class war, a class war, a class war

The battlefield is finance and who gets what
The corporate big guns they take their best shot

see the rich pay their fair amount
Wanna see some hell raised in a fiscal paradise
And puppet governments with corporate hands so deep in their rear

Get Money

Busta Rhymes

Lost [Bonus Disc]

1998

paid
They get made into broke niggas everyday
I'm on some finance increased raps and beats
Hip-hop Glock poppin' hollow point heat
What you boys need

to solutions, inseparable
Problems, death, & taxes, all guaranteed
Brackets impact finances, breadth of need
Suffocated by loans, barely can breathe
Last breath

and present hurt can make the future damaging
I worked corporate I tried retail
Both prompted me to pay and sell
Elaborate naw already blew the stem
Anyone that

in this corporate world
When really I feel like Im not the Demographic or preferred
Not in it for the lights or the Fame
Haters Motivators to me

round the corner when you ready ready
No ugly Betty, you are fine as can be
Looks are only secondary to your Finance degree
Fitness very necessary you be

Who decided that we have to work?
Climb the corporate ladder, kissing up to jerks
Spending all your time on the daily grind
Leaves no time to unwind

the temperature
God like the common robbed
Off another caliber
Heated like that microwave
Or keep up with the temperature
New found finance
It is not a corporate