Hand in Your Pocket ft. Mike Khaos Lyrics

A hand in your pocket, a pistol to the neck

We gave them control, then what did we expect?

How do they expect to find a way to save their soul?

They put a price tag on everybody that you know

Micro-transact intangible crap

Fill in the gap with your credit card information

The smooth talk makes the cold steel feel amazing

They'll do the job just to make money from the shell casing

How to beat this ugly invisible monster we're all facing

First we have to find the evil lair that he stays in

What can I do?

Try to tell you to get a tattoo of whatever who

Or why or when impacted you

To living your truth, to beginning anew

Gotta discover the lies, Gotta get organized

Gonna be part of the rise

Gotta discover the lies, Gotta get organized

Gonna be part of the rise

When we decide to be the ones to stop feeding it

Only then do we stand a chance of defeating it

A hand in your pocket, a pistol to the neck

We gave them control, then what did we expect?

Software updates that's supposed to make it work correct

Same ones that crashed my system and caused it all to wreck

Can't replay no games, no re-runs

Can I please get me a refund?

We living in an age where GameStop don't give you shit for trades

Politics and everything, it's like you got shit for brains

Businesses, blame it on they own business

Rather put out DLC than have a game and finish it

It's just in-game-purchases

How we reimbursing this?

These wounds you can't keep nursing it

And everything is worsening

I had some chill, but they burning it out

With customer service I'm cursing them out

Whole time they speak a different language

Now you put on hold and they left you hanging

Pistol to the neck just so they can get 'em a check

We ain't ask for this, there's no safety net

Have you took the gun off the safety, yet?

They're taking all your money where it's safely kept

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