Lyrics:
of the free land of the brave, it's
Guaranteed I'm making minimum wage I'll take a work strike over a
Tax hike any day of the year and I don't care about
marching for the wrong rights
Full-time fathers hoping they don't see a tax hike
No one in my city is affording the gaff price
So there's a chance I could be
now
It's not hard work to be where I am
Get a family name and a few bailouts
I don't believe in progress on Main Street
Or those useless tax hikes for
bad lice
I'm mad nice
But play with me
My niggas gonna bleep like some bagpipes
They hold it down they know I'm going up
Like the tax hikes
My life has
to the sound
Of some bagpipes
Your soul will rise
Way up high like Biden tax hikes
Lyrical lunacy,
Foul foolery,
Worth more than stolen Vatican artifacts
wanna use their deaths like a hammer on a hog, yeah
More soldiers sent to die
Make peace with oil pipes
Tax hikes on school supplies
Big tank got
friends call to speak
Even Bill O'Reilly's wrapped in a hospital bedsheet
With a pointed hat, where the ointment at?
Wax the taxpayers backside for a tax
to survive and succeed
Worthless and weak is "be all you can be"
Democracy leaves a foul taste of freedom in me
Budget cuts and tax hikes, crush the land
Mmmm
They see how I’m dripped down
Yeah the price is right
Trip to Miami, I caught a flight
Mmmm, I tell 'em take a hike
Seven-O Beretta steady
and it seemed to say:
"You may tax your brawn and brains,
But you promised true, and it's up to you to cremate those last remains."
Now a promise made
because of a promise given.
It was lashed to the sleigh, and it seemed to say,
"You may tax your brawn and brains,
but you promised true, and it's up to you
them to bight
Tell them all to take a hike
It,s your money or your life got his hand on a knife
Take it all and want more take your money and your life
is taking a hike
Even a raise, yo that pocket change ain't making it right
Hold tight don't want dreams taking a flight
Downed planes to court change
and still no recovery
In this economy, you need a salary on top of winning the lottery
Most haven't eating plus no gas and heating
Tax increases, masses
never find you, Amelia
I ain't got time for the children
Old money, that's what I'm building
Ain't gotta put a app for the building
Cuz ima pay tax
Yo
This is the last one
Ugh
Fuck
Yo
Here's a letter to my fans, let me see you raise your hand
If your slinging tax-free Kush in a gold minivan
Cause
the cost
You on the bench im front and center when they hike the ball
When the universe tax you you can't write it off
We grew up shooting dice and fighting
the time gone
Take off your clothes, I'll take away whatever your mind on
Telling housekeeping they can take a hike
Said it like four times, why they coming
complaining talking' bout she never eating out
Took her on a hike up a mountain and took my penis out
Spin a nigga block like a CD sipping' Fiji
While your
for the night
The badest bitches trying to better my life
The backstabbers better catch up and hike
Cause they been lacking since I buried they knife
He
gotta movie coming out
Making moves paying dues staying real n true
Nobody new u know my crew b the same dudes
When its dry u know we put a tax
Tax back money just popped through, notice my account type swole
Thinking destinations I could fly to, touch down transition to a boat
Range
to capitalize on human capital
Spill your blood and tax you as utility
Water works collected place settings paper
Never paid a severance
Better to sever the slave
I'll blast ya
Galaxian
Might have to tax ya
For the way that you act up
I ain't with all the crack stuff
...You know what
I ain't tryna give chances
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