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all the workers become slaves and freedoms a dream
And say someday I'll make it one day I'll be free
But then some say I'm crazy when I'm hoping for
had a rally
They gang is bigger than, the Crips and Bloods if ya ask me
The whole world is a hustle, home of the brave and free
With Penitentiary
had a rally
They gang is bigger than, the Crips and Bloods if ya ask me
The whole world is a hustle, home of the brave and free
With Penitentiary
revulsion
Monopolistic empire's just so easy when the workers are free

Hatched from the egg
Now you, get to work

You are made of meat
Now go and make more
might get lucky, end your day with a smile
I wouldn't pay for the service still respect to the workers
When free on your off time, let's catch a burger
don't play them with me
Transparent so through you clearly I see
This world wants you to be a worker for free
If you on that bullshit just leave me be
I
watch the rich have a blast
can we claw our way out no
can we truly be free no
programing mindless workers
new world order same old goals

I am a good boy
Lovers, beg your forgiveness right now.
Fathers, speak to your kids, right now.
To the prince, to the king, to the fathers of the free,
Beg for
Glory the Soviet Union
Land of immortal Lenin
Born through october's revolution
Is was the will of all people
The burguesy faded away
People are free
paying duty, like the airports
Declare war on their workers for having free thought
Preparing for a union, proving they're getting cut short
I'm out here,
outside - Rage inside 

Kill the president, Hang 'em high 

Free the poor, let the workers smile 

Don't give me a bullet when I'm already holding the gun
to freestyle I got it written
Tell em keep out I need this beat loud as they can get it
No more free verses I could feed workers with this vision
Get em seeing
random flow, free style 
Blue collar rap worker 
Rank & file, fortified by integrity & pride
So, strip it b, cause it's a fine time to shine from
home

I know that somehow, in the world, 
The workers must be free
The toil and sweat, and tyranny, the fascist jeu d’esprit
Will only serve to keep
or the highway, that's what my boss keeps tellin' me
He says it's my way, or the highway, one more mistake, and I'll set you free

Well I hate my co-workers, they
bankers, debt, inflation
Reducing access, is o so convenient
For maltreatment, there is no appeasement
Nada pragmatic, with free trade agreements
Purpose
on the road with my g 
Lil shawty if you want it, promise that ain't coming free 
I step in like a worker, walk out as a boss 
Wine mix bag mix, still Iverson
years on my craft no pension never heard of me
Had a rhyme called the third degree
Not an overnight success catch bodies not a murder spree
Robb Free no
A century and a half of workers, not thinkers
Only free if you pay
And the thinkers will spend their lives
To keep things that way
These are the days
and lead us.
Show us a man.
Workers of the nation unite.
Workers of the nation unite.

I visualize a day when people will be free
And we'll be living
We got the Planet Surrounded
Got an Army of Light Workers
We got the Planet Surrounded
We Got an Army of Light Workers
We got the Planet Surrounded
to recharge my batteries

I'm a hard worker
But I ain't working on a Monday
I'm a hard worker
But I ain't working on a Monday
A hard working fellow
I
Yeah yo fucking kids they hate you
Yeah yo wifey really hates you
All your fucking workers hate you
All your fucking friends they hate you
Fucking
of the free” 
	Where if you're willing to eat garbage 
	This is the land of plenTee
Do do doda
Do do doda
Do do doda uda uda
Do do doda uda uda
We produce enough

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