Lyrics:
privately owned prisons
Get your piece today
They prolly all in the Hamptons
Braggin' 'bout what they made
Fuck you and your Hampton house
I'll fuck your
I belong
But ski resorts have tamed the wild west
The hills we used to roam
Now they're privately owned
And scarred with cheezy suburbs
eggs
That don't live in privately owned prisons
Find them peace today
They could be all in Northampton
Cluckin 'bout what to graze
Cluck to a glamping
had tasted the fruits
Of his privately owned oasis
He had drugged your wine
Massaged you with perfumed oils
He drank deep at the well
Until you fell
the truth beware of people in power with Dark suits
Locking up the youth for loot corrupt Judges lawyers
And privately owned prisons all in cahoots with
back they'll just fucking kill you
Let's imagine that you didn't fight back and you go to prison
They're all privately owned you're pretty much a slave
ourselves, new iPhones steady flying of the shelves, the war on drugs funds privately owned jails, U.S. soldiers guarding over seas poppy fields, yeah you
The harems of Egypt are fine to behold,
The harlots the fairest of fair,
But the fairest, a Greek, was owned by a sheikh,
Named Abdul Abulbul Emir.
meet at the building
with windows like pixels
the empty cubicles
the privately owned public space
i should stay away from social media
forget that other
drug offenses
Inmates forced to fight blazing wildfires in the western United States
Privately-owned prisons run purely for profit
Victims of abuse
Of their employees
To citizens
And just like every other
Privately owned business
There needs to be a President
All of our sovereignty lost
To corporate
got cops swarming
Privately owned prisons legally own slaves
We work given shovels digging our own graves
These are the last days
Trapped in a glass
time
Yeah we back at it again
No I don't wanna meet none of your friends
I'm privately owned she blowing my phone all night long
And she bust
bags, we invest
Founded by JJ, Poon, and 2 Andrew Lees
Raised $10 million and gave it all away for free
Dissolved the Handshake Foundation, now owned by
a bundle is the miracle
The rap game is pitiful
Brain cells get split in 2
Jail cells get into crews
Fuck the pigs, privately owned prisons is the real issue
backed by United state troops
Or like the federal bank privately owned by some groups
But instead I'm for a change and bringing hope to the youth
This one
come from?
Flooding, no rain
The gulls are screaming
We were here first, we were here first
Imaginary demands, privately owned land
A dazzling
of representation, the sickness
Reppin' your colors, and picking your sides
Leisurely stuffing what you can inside
These acts and your pacts and privately owned
shit lately but
Quite frankly ya I don't care
We some millionaires
Shining diamonds know were too rare
Might as well call me Rick Flair
Privately owned
But now the vision unfolds
Gotta build a dynasty dome
And make it privately owned
I been moving silently so
To keep anxiety low
Because when you finally
and tyranny and other such oppressions
But there was one common ground
On which they all could agree
A central bank that is owned privately
Is susceptible
our backs
These cats obtained control within the Federal Reserve Act
1913, Woodrow Wilson
He sold our country out to those within
Privately owned banks
and fiddling while society falls
In a biodome, privately owned
Me and my secret circle
Are holding fast as we outlast
This swiftly dying world
Fuck You! Was all they yelled
As they slammed him to the ground
Another son off to prison
Another family left to drown
Privately owned
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