Rich Man's World - Immortal Technique
Arthur Jensen: "You get up and howl about america and democracy. There is No america there is no democracy, We no longer live in a world of nations And ideologies. The world is a college of corporations... Inexorably Determined by the... Immutable bylaws of business. The world is a business. And I have chosen you to preach this evangel" Immortal Technqiue: For all my free market, healthcare robbing, stock stealing, retirement fund Fucker with niggas. Fuck your little credit card scammin, jewlery stealing, Crack selling, liquor store robbing mother fuckers (Its a rich mans world) Hahahaha. Shout to the homies, Carnegie, og, Willie Randolf Hearst, Rockefeller, the real Rockefeller, my main bitch Leona, little Louie the Thirteenth, Jack Abramoff, hold ya head, my red child niggers, let's Get this money [Verse 1: Immortal Technique] I spend my day repping america overseas Pensions for the workers? Nigga please Embezzlement etiquette private settlement I'm better with confederate rhetoric from my mansion in connecticut Foreclose and evict homes at the tenement I twist words like a speech inpediment I hope you got good credit bitch If not better get a new job with benefits When I play golf with niggasii get cheddar with New money buys brand new karats My old money bought your great grand parents You got grills in ya mouth I ain't mad at ya I own every gold mine in South Africa Thanks baby you made me a billion Plus I own a building for each one of my children's children That's the shit, snort coke in the wet mist usa sucking my dick Yea what fuck the law 'cus real jail is for suckas I go to country club prison you dumb mother fuckers (I am the 1% fucking bitch) [Hook:] You know my ceo corporate steeez please Overthrow governments overseas in a breeze Politicians in my pocket for a few hundred Gs So if I'm never in court my assets a never freeze [Verse 2: Immortal Technique] I got a job and house and a bank account When I'm out I doubt that's something you could say And if not then I fake death like Kenneth Lay Make money every day the world burns Wanna tax us while y'all struggle to pay taxes I'm getting my money the fastest Memos and faxes shredded up documents Slush funds through the corrupt continents But they don't want me indicted 'Cause they don't want my dirty laundry aired when I fight it Don't get my lawyers excited 'Cause what good is a law if you can't rewrite it I got cia traders, dictators so fuck y'all whistleblowers and haters (Its a rich mans world) Shiiieeeaaat I'll invest money from Al Qaeda In the bank 911 widows go to later Capitalism so I pray to fuck the state of the world Money talks so what the fuck I need to say to ya girl (I donit pay em to fuck, I pay em to live) [Hook:] You know my ceo corporate steeez greed I'll treat countries like the imf down on your knees Real gangsters run the world fuck what you believe I'll cut down the forest while y'all niggas burning some trees I'll get your family murdered for a couple of Gs 'Cause your working class money ain't fucking with me You think rappers are rich 'cause of songs you heard? My labels make the money and haven't rapped a fucking word [Verse 3: Immortal Technique] Y'all in the ocean coastin' with the sails out Hey America thanks for the bailouts I made off at the banco ambrosiano Got away scott free like el Vaticano Acitvists activist get mad at me 'Cause I'm a tax free charity 80% to the staff and company And 20% to the homeless and hungry The country gotta pay the fed reserve Kick back to the banksters haven't you learned You protest cops or patrols on the street But I bought city hall so I own the police Email facebook and the shit you tweet On the phone companies so I heard you speak My suggestion is no correction no elections, s** with no affection No invention would benefit the world of man Will exist till I got the money in my hand World bank, interest rate damn rape on the spot But I'm a gangster you gon' take my money like it or not, nigga (I got your country in my pocket, motherfucker!) [Hook:] You know my ceo masonic steeez cheese Only little people pay all these taxes and fees Since you were born we control what you watch and you read And pretty soon were gonna own the fucking air that you breathe I take what I want fucker I don't have to say please I'll convince you that it's good for you, take it and leave You think presidents are the face of a nation I put em all where they are, end of the conversation Hahaha
Artist: Immortal Technique
Title: Rich Man's World