Motherfucker

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When do I get paid for all the money you made
 Selling souls on Capitol Hill
 Another law's been passed designed to break your ass
 And keep the middle class quiet and still
 You talk a lot about justice and then go and bust us
 Except for a chosen few
 I've got a God-given right to smoke whatever I like
 So tell me how it got given to you... Motherfuckers
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 The monkey looks back at his foot in the trap
 And it's the boogie man coming for you
 He sells you a spade to dig out your own grave
 And you can cover yourself when you're through
 I never just "say no" so take your slogans and go
 I'm gonna spell it so there ain't no doubt
 'Cause I'm the one with the other
 I'm a bad motherfucker
 And my bullet's gonna find you out
 Four billion people all strung out of their minds
 On power trips and slaving ships
 Not seeing that they're blind
 One day I'll be in front of you
 One day I'll be in front of you
 Put up your hands, give me all your money
 Don't think, don't blink, 'cause I can't rely on you
 I sold myself, and I'll sell you with me
 Don't blink, don't think, that I can rely on you
 Mothers and fathers, it's your sons and daughters
 That they're selling to the prison cells
 Why so afraid of the flesh you've made
 And the lies that the preachers tell
 Well I was born to run on the light of the sun
 And the smell of the woman's wrist
 I'm out of things to say, so here's a raw display
 And the power of the silent truth
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 Four billion people all strung out of their minds
 On power trips and slaving ships
 Not seeing that they're blind
 One day I'll be in front of you
 One day I'll be in front of you
 Put up your hands, give me all your money
 Don't think, don't blink, 'cause I can't rely on you
 I sold myself, and I'll sell you with me
 Don't blink, don't think, that I can rely on you
 Put up your hands, give me all your money
 Don't think, don't blink, 'cause I can't rely on you
 I sold myself, and I'll sell you with me
 Don't blink, don't think, that I can rely on you
 Put up your hands, give me all your money
 Don't think, don't blink, 'cause I can't rely on you
 I sold myself, and I'll sell you with me
 Don't blink, don't think, that I can rely on you
 Put up your hands... Put up your hands... Put up your hands...
 

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Duration
05:20
Key
1
Tempo
93 BPM

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