'Cash Flow' produced by Mystic Mr Sam
5 pounds
10 pounds
20 pounds
50 pounds
Hundred pounds
Thousand pound
Million pounds
Billion pounds
Economics dictate
Our basic elements
Blood sweat and tears
Spent on pounds and pence
I'm really that guy
I tell a man one time
I'm really that fly
Flying high
Way above these mother lovers
Peering down
Clocking all these blood suckers
Something seems bait now
All of a sudden
These suits tell me I'm great now
This feel like a shake down
I tell an executive
To put my flipping tape down
I wasn't born right now
Been around the block a few times
Got the know how
When it comes to the break down
Pick apart a contract
And dash it in their face now
I'm still here right now
Must have done a few things right
From I touched down
Because it's grim when I look around
Grim when I see realities
Of man made pounds
Because money hungry struggles
Always got us seeing double
Always caught up in this trouble now
And it's money breaking homes
And it's money breaking bones
And it's money breaking people down
All this constant conflict
This topic of rhetoric
Got my stomach feeling sick now
Because they say that
Life ain't about money
But that seems funny
When you check it out
Because money got our backs
Flat against the wall
Climbing for life
We're still falling down
And ever day's a dice with death
Unless your born
With a silver spoon in your mouth
Man made democracy
Is based in hypocrisy
The poor stay poor now
Got to stop buying in to their game plan
My people
Lets wake up
Right now
It's amazing
How pieces of metal
And pieces of paper
Still conquer
It's absurd that the wool
Still tight on our eyes
While they pull off this caper
Keep chasing that paper
Exploit your neighbour
The corporate cogs turn round
Conservative and labour
Republicans and democrats
The corporates run these towns
Sickness and suffering
Conquest and warfare
The bombs still fall down
Capitalist philosophies
Now become prophecies
They got us on our knees now
Bullets burn
War pays
They ain't busy curing aids
They busy building tanks now
And if we take to the streets
For our piece of this piece
They going to strike
Bring the troops out
Long arm of the media
Make us think it's easier
To live life this way
Nothing comes of nothing
And you ain't getting nothing
Unless you out here getting paid
Because freedom is relative
If you got the credit kid
If not kick that can
Because they took what they want
And they left
And they sold us
A dream of a different land
Now life ain't free
And nothing ain't fair game
Everything is name brand
So we stay star stuck
While we buy blindly
Into their money made game plan
But there'll always be another day
There's definitely a better way
Because mother nature still gives
If we put down the money
And we open our minds
We can save all our kids kids kids kids
PEACE LOVE & PEOPLE POWER!
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