Were out of limit now, enough is enough, youre sitting on billions of dollars,
But what about us?
One government, one world motto,in God we trust,
But what about us?
I write my rap quotes on bank notes
And bank statements that dont make sense,
Around the time its time for me to pay rent.
My patience is running out, the truth is coming out
Abusive clout, CEOs using large amounts,
We could never dream of?.
Its like were in a war without a heater,
A broken-up casino staring at the dealer,
Light ya sensemilla.
They rush to lock you up for puffin on the stress reliever,
And Obama wouldnt stop em neither,
Would McCain? let me explain,
Got lost playing your game,
They pumped a couple of slugs in my frame.
Yall all tax payer slayers, turn the other cheek,
To regulate us, trust-betrayers,
Reagan Nixon and Petreaus,
Poorly portray us, program us just to sway us,
Promise us favours, then use em just to dominate us,
Oh now you printin 700 billion just to save the children?
Yall motherfuckers bound to make a killin!
Were out of limit now, enough is enough, youre sitting on billions of dollars,
But what about us?
No health-care, just enough change to ride the motherfucking bus,
But what about us?
Our biggest mistake was giving you trust, you livin plush,
N you dont give a fuck about us.
One government, one world motto,in God we trust,
But what about us?
Is this in our best interest to infest the world with stress?
Just so you can dress best, I guess you answer yes,
As we linger at the precipice just to hear from dying, hear the crying,
That old couple with the hopes of retiring,
About to clap you with the iron, trying hard not to let go,
The goals they set from the get-go,
Lost they power in the price of petrol,
And now they patrol and so the story goes,
Death with no memorials, tutorials
On this dont exist, income tax is just a myth to make the bankers richer,
So they can sell you half the picture,
Then seize ya assets quicker than you can go aquire them,
We have the right to fire them, then say were coconspiring
Through silence, through science, thats social
And economic, you manufacture our consent to make a profit.
The papers been powerless since they left the gold standard,
Theyre using currency to rule the whole planet.
Were out of limit now, enough is enough, youre sitting on billions of dollars,
But what about us?
No health-care, just enough change to ride the motherfucking bus,
But what about us?
Our biggest mistake was giving you trust, you livin plush,
N you dont give a fuck about us.
One government, one world motto,in God we trust,
But what about us?
Motherfuckin right, my pockets lookin kinda tight!
I got a madman holdin my money-bag,
Now whats left?
Now whats left?