HHC Webmaster - Wall Street lyrics

Intro : This movement isn't about the 99% defeating or toppling the 1%, you know the next chapter of that story which is that the 99% create a new 1%.. That's not what it's about. What we want to create is "Power to the people x2" (Hook) The rich keep getting richer.. that proves we ain't equal and the poor stay poor [Discs are scratching..blunts are being pa**ed and... Living in HELL CENTRO.] (Hook) [Verse1] I'm nineteen years young, and I ain't playin it dumb I got a whole life to lead, and I ain't rappin for fun I got stilos like cee-loo I'm out here yo f** You, you and you too yo New generations is lost, ain't care and won't listen And The amount of f**s they don't give, won't make a difference So what's the difference, between me and you Alright fine coo' ill tell you On the mic you chokin' strokin him for the torch You Domeless, never been homeless hopeless of course You got swag, I got god on my side I'm tired, I ain't no longer ready to die (yolo) I died of laughter when I heard yall wack rappers Ladies Love the goat And well, this chapter of actors I'm aware but you ain't aware, but im here for you to care I let Politicians secondlook me and give me they 3rd eye stare The Man Upstairs is perfect, and downstairs we ain't christ-like I just might, spread the faith to a zion-dike Start a business and fund the next anti-christ Worry about the wrong things, and drop the mic Who woulda thought, I thought about Peace & Love In high school I wasn't cool, or high with a dove And when I graduated I thought I made it And while that's debated, man you gotta face it (Hook) POWER TO THE PEOPLE, the rich keep getting richer That Proves We Ain't Equal, and the poor stay poor Im with your future favorite rapper... (Hook) [Verse2] It's like wall street, a piece of p**y, what we call beats Drama when we all meet, 100 tracks all heat f** it let us all eat, p**y make my balls speak Hear em Screamin'? yea "My bars hard cuz' im hearin demons (oh word) But still it's great k**in fakes, takin breathalyzers concealin eighthz' With Dead bodies fillin lakes, look at all the f**in money that a villian makes Dirty Dick "How much penicillin will it take? " 'I dont know' f** it im f**in till my dick falls off and coating b**hes throats so much it piss halls off LAWS, is my first name Zombie in the dirt game, youngin'z was fillin' studio lobbies when I first came, bustin' freestyle cyphers and taking names[b**h] Im at your grannies rest home, and im takin aim Perform an autopsy right after I rape her brain PLACE YOUR BETS, ME versus f*gs actin' gay for FAME