Lyrics:
crazy in this world, you know what I'm sayin'
True ting, you ah talk, dawg (check it deep)
Yo, the crazy adventures of Miss Money Jane (crazy ting)
Quit school when she was seventeen
Senator on TV calls her welfare queen
Used to be daddy's little girl
Now she needs help in this mean ol' world
to get ahead they start frontin
Capitalism -- the system of pimps and hoes
I'm sorry that's the way it goes
In this particular system everyone's a slave
coladas without the alcohol
And let's talk about the world y'all
Let's do it
"And now of course, that the welfare system has been disestablished
of victory was heavily a price
The war ended, 3 million men was in strike
There's no peace in a world of capitalism
Nazi eugenics economic rationalism
fought shine light on the skeptics
We see fakeness
Our intension is sacred
3rd eye wide exemplifying greatness whats up
Capitalism is so real
The same
You want to know my name? Just ask
The Hunted Child
I'm the Hunted Child
Hunted Child
I'm the Hunted Child
(The science of Capitalism
wealth of the world's eighty five richest people is equal to the three and a half billion poorest people
It's fantastic, and this is a great thing because
completely unchecked right now
And the only countervailing force
To capitalism that has ever worked
Is organized labor
Workers of the world
Awaken
Workers
commit a federal crime
There ain't no such thing as bailing
'Cause where you gonna go
Mexico and every 3rd world country is owned
By the USA
The same
When, when this world ends
I’ll be the one stood outside the front
Of your house
Asking, can you feel it?
Here at the edge of things
There’s no
the three strikes law is drastic
And certain death for us ghetto bastards
What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire
Life in the pen ain't for me,
on black crime legendary
But at times unnecessary, I'm getting worried
Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic
And certain death
dark baby to you
A “no having dad by my side to raise me” to you
A blood crip gang member to you
AmeriKKKa
Three capitol K’s
Capitalism the game
But
How can we forget
That world doesn't revolve
Around us
How could we have sold out
For such a low price
And how so quickly
Betrayed our concepts?
stupid
They intend to do it the easy way
We make it easy for them just like
Well fare recipients all across America
Welfare will create generations
Yea , let me take to em ,
Hello world
Hello Universe
Greetings Galaxy gods and Earth
Whenever I speak I will that you think whatever you believe
There are a lot of injustices going on across the world
And the United States has a lot to answer for
Okay wait, are you saying that America is
had some weight on my chest
Know I be target, I learned that from Malcolm X
White people slaves too, they just slaves to the debt
Capitalism a killer,
jail and the welfare lines
And all my life I thought Bill Clinton ran the country
Until I found out Bill Gates had all the money
And the media
three times
Fuck the president
Fuck your welfare
Fuck your government, and fuck Fred Bear
Fuck Nugent, like anybody gives a fuck
You like to hunt a lot,
can work three times as hard
To get twice as fucked
Feudalism masquerading as democracy
Or a clandestine constitutional monarchy
Capitalism's not
to fly
He said:
Beyond the welfare of family and friends (3x)
It is the work we do for those yet to come
That really matters.
How do you measure a man?
Do
to a whole other level
Complain
Middle finger up, let's see them hanging
Leaders of this world, display their bodies swinging
Keep the hopes up, keep fighting
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