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IMMORTAL TECHNIQUE lyrics : "Rich Man's World (1%)"

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

For all my free market, health care-robbing
Stock-stealing, retirement fund $#[email protected]'-with ^!$$%s

$#[email protected] your little credit card-scamming, jewelry-stealing
Crack-selling, liquor store-robbing, mother$#[email protected]
Shout out to the homies Carnegie, OG Willy Randolph Hearst

Farouk, Rockefeller â?? the real Rockefeller
My main (*##$ Leona, pour out a little Louis the 13th
Scott Rothstein, Jack Abramoff, hold ya head

My Rothschild ^!$$%sâ?¦

I spend my day pairin' America overseas
Pension for the workers, ^!$$% please
Embezzlement etiquette, private settlement

I'm better with confederate rhetoric
From my mansion in Connecticut
Foreclose, evict hoes out of tenement

I twist words like a speech impediment
I hope you got good credit, (*##$
If not, better get a new job with benefits

While I play golf with ^!$$%s I get cheddar with
New money buys brand new carats
My old money bought your great grandparents

You got grills in your mouth, I ain't mad at ya
I own every goldmine 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 %#@!
Snort [email protected]%!e in the whip, Miss USA suckin' my dick
Yeah, what! $#[email protected] the law cause real jail is for suckas

I go to country club prison, you dumb mother$#[email protected]
(I am the 1 percent, $#[email protected]' (*##$!)

You know my CEO, corporate steeze, please
Overthrow governments overseas in a breeze
Politicians in my pockets for a few hundred Gs

So if I'm ever in court, my $$#ets will never freeze

I got a job and a house and a bank account

When I'm out, I doubt that's something you can say
And if not then I'll fake death like Kenneth Lay
Make money everyday the world burns on its axis

While y'all struggling 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 indited

Cause they don't want my dirty laundry aired when I'd fight it
Don't get my lawyers excited
Cause what good is a law if you can't rewrite it

I got CIA, traitors
Dictators, so $#[email protected] y'all whistleblowers and haters (SHEEEEEEIIIIITTT!)
All of this money from Al-Qaeda

In the bank 9/11 widows go to later
Capitalism's who I pray to, $#[email protected] the state of the world
Money talks so what the $#[email protected] I need to say to ya girl

(I don't pay them to $#[email protected]! I pay them to leave!)

You know my CEO, corporate steeze, greed

I treat countries like the IMF, down on your knees
Real gangstas run the world, $#[email protected] what you believe
I'll cut down a forest while you ^!$$%s burnin' some trees

I'll get your family murdered for a couple of Gs
Cause your working class money ain't $#[email protected] with me
You think rappers are rich cause of songs you heard

My labels make the money and have them rap the $#[email protected] words

Yacht in the ocean, coastin' with the sails out

Hey America, thanks for the bailouts
I made off with the Banco Ambrosiano
Got away scot-free like Il Vaticano
Activists act a (*##$, get mad at me
Cause of my tax-free charity

80 percent to the staff and company
And 20 percent 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
E-mail, Facebook, and the %#@! you tweet
All the phone companies, so I heard you speakin'
My suggestion is your correction
No elections, sex with no affection

No invention of benefit to 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 gangsta, you gon' take my money like it or not ^!$$%
(I got your country in my pocket, mother$#[email protected]!)

You know my CEO, masonic steeze, 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 we're gonna own the $#[email protected]' air that you breathe
I take what I want, $#[email protected], I don't have to say please

I convince you that it's good for you, take it and leave
You think president's are a face of a nation
I put 'em all way off, end of the conversation!

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