Lyrics They Don’t Work for Us - Sims

They Don’t Work for Us

Don’t call the cops, they don’t work for us
Put your hands in cuffs
You know who runs this shit
You know what runs this shit
Head of flesh, pound of steam
Piggy see your pocket, pick it clean
But is that what we need, a common enemy?
We imagine but we do nothing ketamine
But what is there to do for real?
Who brought the stone?
Who brought the steel?
Watch what they guard in riot
Not about your feels
No rules it’s just deals
The fever couldn’t be more metered
On the take and couldn’t seem more eager
And these are you leaders
Bend their will to what the CEO needed
Don’t write your rep, they don’t rep you
With no respect due
They don’t even know what they’re repping now
When the lobby is bigger than the house
Got me thinking about what I should build and what I should leave
If there’s an out or if I should grab me a piece
Then I look at em feed, hook in their mouth, shuffle their feet
As if that ever mattered to me
I don’t do that dance
I just move like this
I just bump my beat
Tell em who that is
Yes, I play that game
But no, it’s not the same
And no, I’m not alone
Fuck it when it Rome I should let you know
The tide is rising over here
And we can’t float on hope
I ain’t sinking on this god damn boat
Pull up the anchors
Hang em with our last length of rope
They say put em up
I don’t think so
Bank says give it up
I don’t think so
So let’s mix it up
Watch where the money goes blank
Whole city taking that bait
I’m thinking no way, I refuse to beg
Mind what I pay
If free is what I really want
They got law
They got cuffs
They got guns
That they bust
But we got us
And they don’t
I was just thinking without being too clever
That we could better
But what‘s that resemble?
Beat em at their own game or break and dismantle
See the coppers are in pocket and the coffers corrupt
And the whole continent feels about to erupt
This is not a call to arms or to fill up a coffin
The alarm been ringing, this bring us and option
I won’t be run over lying down
Not now
They say put em up
I don’t think so
Bank says give it up
I don’t think so
So let’s mix it up
Watch where the money goes blank
Whole city taking that bait
I’m thinking no way, I refuse to beg
Mind what I pay
If free is what I really want
We got crushed
We got lit
But we got rough
We got grit
And we got us
And they don’t