Breakout! ft. Emmit Banks & Andy the Dishwasher Lyrics

Shit's goin' down. I cant wash dishes anymore

Most I'm worrying about now's a few house chores

Bet your ass I'm not bored! The world's about to be floored

Twice over when I wring out all the thoughts I've absorbed

The Forbes ain't where you'll read 'em.

If I can, I'll defeat 'em. In my mind money's an enemy of freedom

Ya cheat 'em in-to buying your words, might as well eat 'em

Just seat 'em in the auditorium and complete 'em

The Beatlemania aint what I'm after. Maybe some laughter

In the face of this impending disaster

The faster we break the shackles of our crippled masters

The faster we gonna be free of the bastards

Their dastardly deeds ain't what put 'm on their knees

Now we gotta spin it so the poor don't front all the fees

And that'll only happen if we learn the science of peace

Take care of the working people

They are our saviors now

Let's make sure we expel the evil

Before they bring it back down

Wal-mart ground zero. Stoners morphin' into heroes

Nowhere else for us to get our Cheerios

Cereal is non-perishable. That makes it cherishable

Bearable for the stomach, doesn't taste terrible

This is a parable for our society

Lotta lambs suddenly gotta face the lion's teeth

Defeat aint as welcome as it was when they were staring at the street

Suffering made 'em look up. Now they got the heart to bleat

This beat courtesy of LSD

In collaboration with psilocybin and weed

In all seriousness, I wouldn't be able to feed

Myself without him, but together we be plantin' some seeds

Every bead of sweat on my friends I'm matching in my studio

Until the trouble starts and then I'm going with the flow

I don't know who will need my help, but I do know

They gonna get it right up to the close of my show