[Lyrics by Sammy Warm Hands]
I take my time with each word that I choose
And I use it well
Cause every rhyme is a tool that I use
Just to diffuse this hell
It's easy to obey when they give you the gold star
You put it in the bank, but don't think for a minute that it'll go far
Cause they own you
And so you put it in the bank
Cause your pockets got these f**ing holes in 'em
They've been burned away so many times
You've gotta fall back, crawl back
Make your living
Even the rich, in the end, have got nothing to show
Always somebody's b**h
Cause you've gotta be recast for another soulless role
The same one that you played before
Cause they own you
Cause they f**ing own you
I scan my time card, I put on my name tag
And now I'm ready to go
Gotta spend some time to make enough money
To pay for my car and my cell phone
And now I'm never home
But it pays for the lights and the food and the roof over my head
And even if I got a better job it'd just be starting all the bullsh** again
I can never win
I can't beat 'em, I feel so defeated
I wanna shut 'em down: ctrl + alt + del 'em
But I can't quit, don't got enough time
Gotta get another dime— it's a fight to get by
We fight, not for the party
But the plight of the poor and the sick and the starving
We scrape for scraps until we get fed
We pay the rent or get evicted
Cause they own you
Cause they f**ing own you
I'm so goddamn tired
I'm out of gas, burning through four bald tires
A broken man, pathetic mess
A byproduct of sweat, resentment, stress
"You out of debt yet?"
sh** man, not even close
Making all these records costs more than you know
But I'll struggle on my own terms
Now I can fight the battle on my own turf
Inching away from the edge of the cliff
I want to be Titanic, not just another sinking ship
And I'll follow through if it's the last thing I do
But giving all you've got is only giving what you've got left
When they've taken a part of you
Cause they own you
Cause they f**ing own you