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BEZOS! Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
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If they cut my pay again ill break into The safe
And Burn the bills and spread the Wealth
To all my niggas underpaid
Keep us in schools just like fish
And turn the brain right to fillet
So when the warehouse calls you
Nothing else is taking up your day
Bezos hands you pocket change
You got a smile upon your face
But he could triple all your pay
And it's the way to shake the bank
I'm working for myself, the bars
I spit are shit, they really stank, Destroying
All my health, I tat my skin
With gin and bloody shank can't put
No work in for the man who being
Stingy with the thanks
I'd rather crawl through shit Imprisonment
but this shit ain't shawshank
It's a
Rat maze
Chase the cheese, don't fall to these Niggas
We all can have some figures
But these artists like to squeeze Triggers
See you winning, wanna beef with ya
Come home 9 to 5 then that pussy
Nigga, a seat sitter
I'll wipe your smile
Just like a tree hit ya
Working minimum wage
But money grows on trees
Nigga, elite, they make the fees
Nigga, the less you make
The more you pay
Cause you don't know the game, nigga
And nobody explains to you
That this shit is not chess
I am the best because I say I am
But so are you, just open up your chest
You are the way I am
we're all just staring at the ceiling
Fan with belts in hand
Cause we just hate the race
The same people, always with the same Pigment
Every face, they convicting
Out of place, evicting
And take our space can't win
Cause they're cutting pay
If they cut my pay again
I'll break into the safe and burn the Bills
And spread the wealth to all my niggas Underpaid
Keep us in schools just like fish
And turn the brain right to filet
So when the warehouse calls you
Nothing else is taking up your day
bezos hands you pocket change
You gotta smile up on your face
But he can triple all your pay
And still wouldn't shake the bank
I'm working for myself
The bars I spit are shit
They really stank destroying
All my health, I tat myself with gin
And bloody shanks, can't put no work In
For the man who being stingy
With the thanks, I'd rather
Crawl through shit imprisonment but This shit ain't shawshank