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R. M. Brough
R. M. Brough
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Przemyslaw "Emapea" Borucki
Przemyslaw "Emapea" Borucki
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This song's dedicated to Gen Z Please, please, fix all the shit that the millennials And the Gen Xers, like myself Didn't get around to, that the people before us fucked up. Thank you Some of them folks they push the pills And some of them folks push grass See, some of them folks, they push the caine One time for the girl sellin' ass You see the squares wanna talk a gang of shit But nobody wanna give up their cash Give up the cash, give up the cash, give up the cash, give up the cash Give up the cash, give-it-it-up Fuck your two bucks, that ain't enough Everybody got an opinion on how you should live But ain't got two bucks to give Pay my rent I come from a system that's broken Where the people are glued, but shit is broken Where a family is fucked, cause they can't save up Enough to cover the basics, that's rough We ain't even got it rough, we've got freedom of speech California looks nice, we got mountains to beach But you can't own nothing, it's bullshit Jack Miss one payment, and they taking it back Bank don't give a fuck if you're white or you're black If you're gay or straight, they just want greenbacks Why the fuck you fighting over who the president is You're a fool if you thought he was controlling this shit Some of them folks they push the pills And some of them folks push grass See, some of them folks, they push the caine One time for the girl sellin' ass You see the squares wanna talk a gang of shit But nobody wanna give up their cash Give up the cash, give up the cash, give up the cash, give up the cash Some motherfuckers, they push the pills And some motherfuckers push grass You see, everybody provides a service One time for the girls sellin' ass You see, the squares wanna talk a gang of shit But nobody wanna give up they cash Give up your cash, give up your cash, give up your caaaaaaash When are we all gonna glue back together and burn shit up When are we all gonna rage against the machines, tear shit up When are we gonna deface dollar bills instead of building walls When are you gonna say "I've had enough"... and grow some balls When are you gonna stop complaining about who everyone's fucking Mouth, lip, and tongue flapping up and down real loud But you say nothing We gotta stop virtue signaling and the United States pronto So stop ripping heads off each other Go aim that bullshit at the honcho Some of them folks they push the pills And some of them folks push grass See, some of them folks, they push the caine One time for the girl sellin' ass You see the squares wanna talk a gang of shit But nobody wanna give up their cash Give up the cash, give up the cash, give up the cash, give up the cash Some of them folks they push the pills And some of them folks push grass See, some of them folks, they push the caine One time for the girl sellin' ass You see the squares wanna talk a gang of shit But nobody wanna give up their cash Give up the cash, give up the cash, give up the cash, give up the cash
Writer(s): Przemyslaw "emapea" Borucki, R. M. Brough Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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