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They, They, They Are the Ones (The Ames Brothers) · They Rock! They Roll! They Swing!: The Best of the Treniers [Epic/Legacy] (The Treniers) · They Rock They Roll They Swing (Jumpin' Jimes) · Trout Mask Replica (Captain Beefheart & the Magic Band) · Trout Farm (The Hoolapoppers) · Mozart: Clarinet Quintet; Schubert: Trout Quintet; Adagio & Rondo (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Trout Mask Replica (Captain Beefheart) · Working Class Millionaire: Transatlantic Anthology (Richard Digance) · Working Class 'Ero (Judge Dread) · Working Class (Pete Anderson) – and 90 other albums »


Their broken backs call for us to rise
But for now we'll all just smile and sympathize
Denied movement now lost replaced by fear
We ask nothing less then
replaced by fear
We ask nothing less then settle for nothing more

Behold the capitalists 
Bathing in the blood 
Of the working class

Martyrs bleed
Okay now they say home is where the hate is
Pulling up, "Hi, haters!"
I know, I’ve been on a hiatus
Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by
call
Look at us now bitch holdin' platinum
All up on my dick but I'm the same as back then
Forget the money and fame because 
Beneath the paint
people call me Kareem, at work they call me Glen
I was on tour last year, this year I'll do it again
And though I'm not a politician I know all my rights
the visits
Segregate niggas by theyself and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, swung the shank around on a mop string
They had to pull him out the cell with a SWAT
on call the ambulance
Sometimes I feel no one in this world understands us
But we don't care what people say
My niggas

Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin'
holla at us
With the mind frame they gone get some dollars for us
This a health train come on bitch swallow the nut
And follow it up by getting the fuck
Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
Far away from home and feeling so alone
A boy amongst men I ain't even wear cologne
Girls call me MCM,
and grass
Learn the different between old birch and ash
Most working class folks are getting raw
Every fed-end bob's got dead-end job
Go to school for
Ok
Now they say home is where the hate is
Pulling up, “Hi, haters!”
I know, I’ve been on a hiatus
Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by
us
We was full of youth, not yet abused by time
Its like I saw the whole world through my rhymes
Its kinda crazy right?

Twenty-two years ago
gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listening to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong
Tried to call
knuckles on the second hands of working class watches
Skyscrapers is colossus, the cost of living is preposterous
Stay alive, you play or die, no options,
as hot as it was so they say we ain't as worth as much
Ringtone rappers actors dancers trappers they just outworking us
50 Cent working way harder baby
gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listening to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong
Tried to call
gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listening to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong
Tried to call
the barrel of it
We in a war, nigga leave it or love it
Since they got us in a scope like a P.E. logo
I watch for the po-po (woop woop) and train at the dojo
Because political power come from the barrel of it
We in a war, nigga leave it or love it
Since they got us in a scope like a P.E. logo
I watch for
gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listening to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong
Tried to call
Hamburger Helper 
Nigga you want to take us like desert sketch, I leave you scared
Nigga I got a partna by the name of Chris, that's Redd
People say I got