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Billionaire Bully
02:41
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I know there are things you need
can’t afford because of corporate greed
jack up them prices, fuck the poor
can’t afford these groceries?
we can’t feed our families
what are we waiting for?
We don’t need any help
Just take it off the shelf
pretend to “check ‘em out” ourselves
We’re tired of living under your thumb
your time has come, you better run
Billionaire bully
Billionaire bully
don’t have to buy a thing from you
not your bullshit, not your food
Revolution in a grocery bag
You keep your no-name freeze
We want the milk, the meat, the cheese
Choke on your own price tag
We don’t need any help
Just take it off the shelf
pretend to “check ‘em out” ourselves
We’re tired of living under your thumb
your time has come, you better run
Billionaire bully
Billionaire bully
You really asking me to give to your food bank?
Money money money, always on the take
You froze the prices on the cheapest food
You lied to us but we’re not stupid
and now we’re shopping for a better life
You know we’re right
We don’t need any help
Just take it off the shelf
pretend to “check ‘em out” ourselves
We’re tired of living under your thumb
your time has come, you better run
Billionaire bully
Billionaire bully
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2. |
Lie to me
03:50
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Hey, I’m in a bit of a bind but
still I want to spit a little if you don’t mind
I’m not stupid and I’m not blind,
honestly I’m just trying to grind
we all know that you want to be rich
but at the cost of the have-nots that’s a twist
we just want to exist
And some us are getting pissed, listen:
I really don’t need much — go on, take the
the yachts and the coke and stuff, but
I gotta eat so enough’s enough
you’ve kind of got us all handcuffed
Food, and I don’t mean to be rude but do you
know we need it, like have to eat it, dude?
and if we don’t we’re screwed?
and if you do, then, dude why do you?
Lie to me — and try to grind me down
Lie to me — like I’m some rodeo clown
Back down — cuz I tell you it’s not
My first rodeo, Not my first rodeo
No, it’s really not you know
Hey — I know we all have vices
and you love jacking up them prices
and I don’t need to buy fancy spices but
it’s evil any way you slice it
Bread — you all know we know, right?
that y’all worked together just to take a bigger bite?
full belly when you sleep at night?
and then it comes to light and still you
Lie to me — and try to grind me down
Lie to me — like I’m some rodeo clown
Back down — cuz I tell you it’s not
My first rodeo, Not my first rodeo
No, it’s really not you know
Aren't you hungry? Then get angry
Hey — yea I got your note
honestly, it’s a bit of a joke
It’s already difficult staying afloat, i hope you
choke on the lies you wrote,
everybody knows why the prices rose
you froze it too late, hit a new low
you’re greedy and it shows but it’s
not my first rodeo — and still you
Lie to me — and try to grind me down
Lie to me — like I’m some rodeo clown
Back down — cuz I tell you it’s not
My first rodeo, Not my first rodeo
No, it’s really not you know
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3. |
Dub to the Editor
04:01
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If I wrote to the editor
And they published my letter
Would it make it all better?
Could it make it all better?
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4. |
We should explode
03:50
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I think I’m done being quiet — it’s about time
that we get together, everybody riot
I’ve been sitting like a sucker with the struggle
apathetic and pathetic but the trouble is
they’ve been taking it in plain sight
they been robbing us in day light,
they’ve been jacking us, it ain’t right
but now we’re ready to fight, like, all right
Better get out of the road
I think I’m going to explode
Waking up from a fever dream
Pump me up full of gasoline
Hit me up, going to break if off
light me up I’m a molotov
People, come alive if you’re ready
come and get your hands bloody
steady now, level when the earth shakes
and we can take it when the levy breaks
Seems to me we got a full house, no doubt
shooting off at the mouth, but it’s about
to get a little strange
we’re all looking for significant change
Better get out of the road
I think I’m going to explode
Waking up from a fever dream
Pump me up full of gasoline
Hit me up, going to break if off
light me up I’m a molotov
what would you do to be free of this?
yes, I’m serious. would you —
light the fuse with nothing to lose? or
would you come up with another excuse?
would you?
could you?
what do you see when you look around?
don’t you want to burn it all down?
none of it makes sense
and I’m convinced
we should explode
I think I’m going to explode
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5. |
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I don’t think it’s too considerate for you to flick
Cigarettes in front of my establishment, think of it
Every little bit of filth. legitimate, is relevant
you think I post a notice for the hell of it?
i’ve asked you twice and nicely so unless you’re
Illiterate: it’s hideous, insidious, you’ve got to quite the littering
I’m sick of it, I’m sick of it.
Dude sits in a Starbucks, the big beard
sunglasses and I’m starstruck
not because he’s famous, i don’t know what his name is
all i know he’s different, indifferent and not the same as me
always taking up that same spot
Over by the window, running that talk show
keeping calm and cool, writing up his manifesto,
finish the espresso and go and grab another double
Chatting with the people who step, simple and subtle
He only spoke to me once — either a blessing or a curse
he said: “You have to trust the universe.”
You have to trust the universe
Sitting on the corner blowing smoke rings, you have a
look that tells me maybe they don’t know a single thing
you take your time and you watch the people walk
you try to catch the words they spit when they talk
yea, you light another from the other and you flick it, let it fly
you don’t realize the time is passing by
you have a question go and ask it take a minute
take it back take it forward take a break
the people scurry round the corner like
they’re getting something done and
I’ve been coming here for years, and I don’t know anyone
and when you leave I wonder what will be left?
little more than your discarded cigarette.
You have to trust the universe
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6. |
Peak Dub
05:26
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