Lyrics:
me see y'all hit a stage (No, y'all can't do it)
Let me see y'all write a page (Y'all not gon' do it)
Let me see you make a decision I made
And claim
prisoners
We need a cataclysm
Or ain't shit gon change
I don't want my children killin
For a minimum wage
Green, green, green
Spend my whole life chasin green
look up at the stars and the rain
Hit the shala, I might take you to Space
She claims that she loves me but that shit is fake
But how you gon' leave
years ago, money would never be a factor in licensing
This plant. Yet today self-righteously you made claims that we've got
To get this plant licensed
head
And I'd blame you but I'm only here to claim you
It's this pacifistic war I wage I know I can't restrain you
And I'd love you but I'd sooner
a spitter, old school tagger
Flows still sharp like a sharpened dagger
Climb the ladder from the gutter to the stage
Now I spit something just to earn my wage
garbage.
God, give me a miscarriage.
My work pays the lowest wage,
So I'll throw that the thing right in self-storage.
Come Bogeyman, our time is short.
a trick of the eye
And there are mountains in your eyes
I suppose it should be no surprise
The war that you wage against smiling at your age
Is
Wage war with your threats of the lord
Retaliation, attack
Full force of the war machine
You think you hear him calling you back
Kick down
me
He said it's real, they jealous and tired of seeing me Willie silly
Had more to claim, niggas throwing shit in the game
Gave my wife some
(Cash Money Boy$) boys could claim it
Lexus's, Benz's, & Truck MotorBikes you name it
Rollin all the time gotta get my shine on
Right here got the nine
par
So I came to claim your jugular veins
First name (huh), Last name (whew)
I'm still not ready to reveal my identity yet
Enemies keep testin
May I
was birthed in it
Most say we unfortunate but we lit it up
Matter of fact we put the torch to it
Made a killin', turned minimum wage to millions
to wage
I'm a suicide brigade
He's mine, he's all mine
My bullets are bearing his name
And his life is mine to claim
It's time, now it's time
Jack
Case Worker let my state my claim
I'm homeless, jobless, times is hard, I'm 'bout hopeless
But I gotta eat regardless
No family to run to I'm 22
Now
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
The war that we wage, the price that we pay
For love of God and gold
We stake our claim
To what remains among the spoils of war
With the harbour
own
Where social bonding is taboo
Challenge your sordid claims to purify
You distinction threatened, absurd
Your wage crusades of loathing
To prove
these be
Attitudes not allowed to flourish
Hindered by hatred towards those malnourished
While you make claims of humanity's laziness
Saying: if everyone
I'm far from the switch I'm not gonna lie can't ask for a lift but I'll compromise
Actors claim they matching a flame lay tracks in the name of a profit
going on a trip n' takin weight up off my chest
I'm escaping to the places where the brain can take a breath
Slaving over wages waiting patient for
"Accept a wage, you're not a slave, but conditions are too late to change"
Is there such a thing as solace in disassociated worlds?
Have we simply reached
in this cage
I'm sick of working like a slave for unlivable wage
And that shit got me all in a rage
So give me the mic and a stage
Boy i bet i amaze
intuition's tellin' me there's better days
Ain't sign no deal but damn a nigga got his ways
Fuck a job y'all know I ain't need minimum wage
Get my degree Incase
and I got a few bullets left
Well it must have been the devil that gave my all this rage
Or maybe I just didn't feel like working for minimum wage
I
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