XXX-XXX - Holler lyrics

[Produced by Zàck] [Intro] One time for the dollars, two times for the cents Middle finger to the landlords collectin' the rent One time for the scuffle, two times for the knuckles Middle finger to the police cause they're government muscle [Verse 1] One time for the dollars, two times for the cents Middle finger to the landlords collectin' the rent I ain't even got a car and he pull up in a Bent Six locks on my front door and he raisin' the rent Damn, this world crazy Out of shape and work 12 hours a day and they still say that I'm lazy They don't hear me though, all they hear is "Get this dough" Now you think you middle cla**, but really just a check from poor Polo, Jordan, Nike, it's embedded in our psyche Worshipin' material things like the almighty God, true and livin', we aborted the mission Now we stuck in a cycle of corporate a** kissin' They k**ed all the leaders and they stole all the pension And Van Gogh'd the ears of everybody that listened Gentrified the hood, now we on a collision And the rich tell us it's rainin' when they're really pissin' [Hook] The world judge 'em both, the paupers and the scholars Speak your mind, they lock us up in patty wagons and Impalas See the one percent, got more dollars than they got sense And the 99 percent, got more sense than they got dollars And it's enough to make you holler, hey ya, hey ya It's enough to make you holler, hey ya, hey ya It's enough to make you holler, hey ya, hey ya It's enough to make you holler [Verse 2] One time for the knuckles, two times for the scuffle Middle finger to the police cause they're government muscle Usin' a badge to try and put a muzzle on the struggle Cause we're more like the Evans, and less like the Huxtables That means we're f**able cause we ain't got no power And momma work 60 hours and daddy work 80 hours The kids roam the street after school for hours Slave labor, we all strangers with no neighbors Nobody help us and we don't do each other favors Can't nobody save us, and they shouldn't have to Stop waitin' on the Bible and the book of Matthew In between club church and club Hell like Add-2 Threw my hands up, and let out a holler They tryna k** my dreams like Marvin Gaye's father The smartest man in the world don't have the most dollars I know a genius on skid road livin' in squalor [Hook]