Lyrics

We the coin They the meter They the arse We the excretion They the system and we're part of it They the flies We the shit They lay down laws so they can rest They the oppressors We the oppressed They clap their hands so we jump They commit the crime We take the brunt They declare war We pull the trigger They the fascist We the nigga They issue the boots We do the marching They the pissed We left parching They click fingers We push the button People starving because of gluttons They the captain of this sinking ship They only the clasp, we tighten their grip