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This is our anti-capitalist jam inspired by the Wu Tang classic C.R.E.A.M
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I slither like a snake through the sands of time,
while I'm digging my own grave with these hands of mine.
Working 9-5, life has me chasing more than dreams.
I'm tuggin' at these seams to see if I can justify the means.
There’s no end in sight, yet seems like it could end tonight.
If I don't put up my fists and fight the wick just just might ignite.
So pay attention, this road was paved with no intention.
I just wanted to toss a wrench in the gears, and gain some thought retention.
This tension may be integral but it seems the belt is slipping
Around my neck, so now the stress is not the only thing that's gripping.
Blood’s dripping from my wallet, because the dollars are soaked in souls.
The people in control of this hole have given the proles a role,
But since our buildings started booming and our economy has stopped.
Obama's 'change' has not been brought, it seems the big picture's been cropped.
The human remains of society remain to be seen by my eyes.
And every product that we make or buy contributes to our demise.
Work everyday, what’s the reward? That you’re still alive?
Debt servitude, gotta pay the bills that grow in piles.
Can you smile at your children while protecting these thieves?
It’s all about the C.R.E.E.M., ‘Cash rules everything except me’!
Our tank’s on empty, and now the politricks are stalling out,
It seems our beloved God and America have had a falling out.
To me it’s all in now, expose the cracks in the foundation,
The trickle down of my fickle nouns and verbs are tired of waiting.
There’s a picture to be painted, I suggest you pick up a brush.
Either hush or call their bluff, before the building blocks are crushed.
We’re diamonds in the rough, we've been showered in shit, our towers were hit,
politicians made the profit when the people lost it.
Get off your high horse and let it die, it's your demise,
Open up your swollen eyes, we've all been sold some golden lies.
The lines between fantasy and insanity have blurred,
Now they want to buy and sell the world, this shit is so absurd
If we started using words we wouldn't have to drop those bombs,
But that’s how we get our money, and that’s why we killed Saddam.
Why sell the lies they televise and push boulders shrugging shoulders?
This molten soldiers watching embers of just venom smolder. (X4)
Cash rules everything except me, fuck the money! Burn a dollar bill yall!
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