Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song They Don’t Work for Us, artist - Sims. Album song Field Notes, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 01.09.2014
Record label: Doomtree
Song language: English
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 |