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EAT THE RICH (Fame and Fortune)
by Alex Basa & Co.
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I'm not trying to be famous, but man, I kinda am, though
Don't want the money, but can't afford to go broke
I just wanna kick it making art with my friends, but
Sometimes you make art, and sometimes you make rent
Who gets to decide when an artist sold out, when we're
Constantly commending and compensating the clout
When you tie artists' value to commercial success
Are you shocked when songs appeal to kids with money, drugs, and sex
Can't deny I'd compromise my morals for a dime
Maybe I'm a hypocrite; think you wouldn't? You're lying
I'm just a product of a life controlled from A to Z
And as Method Man once said: Cash Rules Everything Around Me
I don't want the fame and fortune
Okay, give me the fame and fortune
Maybe give me just a portion of the
Fame. But give me all of the fortune
I don't want the fame and fortune
Okay, give me the fame and fortune
Maybe give me just a portion of the
Fame. But give me all of the fortune
If they can't afford the bread, then let them eat cake
But we've maxed out all our credit cards with nothing our plates
Here's a good idea if you'll listen to my pitch
If they can't afford the cake, let them eat the rich
Beneficiaries say to pull ourselves up
By bootstraps we've loaned from the shady and corrupt
Peddling lies designed to line corporate pockets
When you sell your soul, they're making the profit
If what they say is true: that money equals power
How much do you have if I pay you by the hour
The American Dream is a veiled arms race
And if you weren't the first to get there, you're in last place
I don't want the fame and fortune
Okay give me the fame and fortune
Maybe give me just a portion of the
Fame. But I could really use the fortune
(Visceral scream)
Okay give me the fame and fortune
Maybe give me just a portion of the
Fame. But I could really use the fortune
I can't compete with privilege or luck
All I have is skill. And the will to be stuck
Slinging 60 hour work weeks to the day that I die
There is no escaping this lower middle class life
We were encouraged to get into debt
Told the job market needs us to earn its respect
So we graduated college and brandished degrees
Then were blamed for the state of the economy
I don't have rich parents. I don't have rich friends
But everyday the rich elite goes on and pretends
That a million dollar concept is the key to success
Not mentioning that daddy was the first to invest
So fuck your fame and fortune
We reject your fame and fortune
We're sick of the extortion, cause
You and I are slaves to the fame and to the fortune
So fuck your fame and fortune
We reject your fame and fortune
We're sick of the extortion, cause
You and I are slaves to the fame and to the fortune
I'm not trying to be famous, but man, I kinda am, though
Don't want the money, but can't afford to go broke
I just wanna kick it making art with my friends, but
Sometimes you make art, and sometimes you make rent
Who gets to decide when an artist sold out, when we're
Constantly commending and compensating the clout
When you tie artists' value to commercial success
Are you shocked when songs appeal to kids with money, drugs, and sex
Can't deny I'd compromise my morals for a dime
Maybe I'm a hypocrite; think you wouldn't? You're lying
I'm just a product of a life controlled from A to Z
And as Method Man once said: Cash Rules Everything Around Me
I don't want the fame and fortune
Okay, give me the fame and fortune
Maybe give me just a portion of the
Fame. But give me all of the fortune
I don't want the fame and fortune
Okay, give me the fame and fortune
Maybe give me just a portion of the
Fame. But give me all of the fortune
If they can't afford the bread, then let them eat cake
But we've maxed out all our credit cards with nothing our plates
Here's a good idea if you'll listen to my pitch
If they can't afford the cake, let them eat the rich
Beneficiaries say to pull ourselves up
By bootstraps we've loaned from the shady and corrupt
Peddling lies designed to line corporate pockets
When you sell your soul, they're making the profit
If what they say is true: that money equals power
How much do you have if I pay you by the hour
The American Dream is a veiled arms race
And if you weren't the first to get there, you're in last place
I don't want the fame and fortune
Okay give me the fame and fortune
Maybe give me just a portion of the
Fame. But I could really use the fortune
(Visceral scream)
Okay give me the fame and fortune
Maybe give me just a portion of the
Fame. But I could really use the fortune
I can't compete with privilege or luck
All I have is skill. And the will to be stuck
Slinging 60 hour work weeks to the day that I die
There is no escaping this lower middle class life
We were encouraged to get into debt
Told the job market needs us to earn its respect
So we graduated college and brandished degrees
Then were blamed for the state of the economy
I don't have rich parents. I don't have rich friends
But everyday the rich elite goes on and pretends
That a million dollar concept is the key to success
Not mentioning that daddy was the first to invest
So fuck your fame and fortune
We reject your fame and fortune
We're sick of the extortion, cause
You and I are slaves to the fame and to the fortune
So fuck your fame and fortune
We reject your fame and fortune
We're sick of the extortion, cause
You and I are slaves to the fame and to the fortune
