| As the woe of the common man grows
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| I suppose
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| I should flow
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| Think of all the things that we should know
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| The hood grows out to the burbs
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| Too many words to describe how we’ve gotten what we didn’t deserve
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| The nerve of these leaders to cheat us
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| Dangling the sweetest opportunities for home ownership
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| Then flip
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| Now it’s over
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| Foreclosure
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| Four soldiers died in Iraq
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| Stumbled in a trap
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| Ain’t no bringing em back
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| I’m swinging the axe to chop off, whatever pops off
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| The Nasdaq drop off
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| But people are not soft
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| We’re pissed off, fucked over, overlooked
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| Overbooked for unemployment
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| Lost and ready to destroy shit
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| B- Boy shit
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| That’s what I remain on
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| I stay strong
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| Call me up, my name rain napalm
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| You’re funding a war
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| But you can’t fund us?
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| And you plan to turn the planet to dust?
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| I heard it today!
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| It started when the planes hit home
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| Then it really hit homes
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| Now we’re out in the street
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| With no shoes on our feet
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| So I turn to the beat
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| Keep my mental physique
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| Functioning at it’s peak
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| Til you call me elite
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| Then I repeat the steps
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| Give some change to vets
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| They caught you with bullets
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| They caught us with debt
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| I step silent
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| In attempts to side step violence
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| Tap into my brain so I can remain timeless
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| I’m just, out here trying to cope
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| Try to eat a little food, try to buy a little smoke
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| Choke a couple politicians
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| Cause I’ve got a couple dollars missing
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| Buy some lotion so my skin’ll glisten
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| Missile hissin'
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| Direct hit when you didn’t expect
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| All ordered by a president we didn’t elect
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| So I’m hoping that the DJ will give this some play
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| So the people that’ll listen can say
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| We heard it Today!
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| They were willing to give people with bad credit loans
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| Cause they knew within a few years
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| We’re out of our homes
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| And they can buy up all the same properties they sold us
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| For the wealthy and maniacal the shit was a gold rush
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| They told us rates could fluctuate
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| But they didn’t say they could spike
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| Now our credit is like
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| «How we gonna get another place?»
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| Look at our face
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| Distress at best
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| And yes
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| Anger manifests
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| When our president
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| Sees us drowning in the elements
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| He really doesn’t give a fuck, so he acts with hesitance Bush offered only one
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| tenth of us paupers
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| Relief
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| That may or may not decrease grief
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| He’d rather help the lenders
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| Original offenders
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| That sent us off to get job number 3, humbly sacrificing education and health
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| care
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| He’d rather just perpetuate the war cause there’s wealth in it
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| Health benefited, heavily tinted windows of CEO’s Rols (Royce)
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| Remain closed
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| So they never have to listen to those who oppose the path that they chose
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| To slow economic woes
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| They’ll prey upon our desperation
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| Instead of seeking elevation
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| Shit is catastrophic in my estimation
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| It happened during a Republican reign
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| And some of y’all still went and voted Mc Cain?
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| I heard it today! |