Lyrics

Verse 1: M Dymez Caught up in this rat race We break our backs for what? The systemthatwe live in'sjust a test lab for us Witha stacked deck you can't wait for the chance tocome Yougottatake it foryourself Cuz every hand'sa bust I mean they got it all planned for us Mapped out every damn route And load us all on the bus Follow blindly Don't ask questions when your best interests Are in the hands of people who lack vision Even democracy can have it's limits A corrupted mind will leave a man conflicted I don't gotta be a mathematician to see that this shit don't add up They make our taxes disappear and don't bring it back like a bad magician Boxing day after Christmas Back to business Come get what Santa didn't give you Scratch it off your wish list Taking half of what you make so they can make a living That's why it takes us twice as long just to go half the distance But it could be worse I'm well aware But that don't mean its okay to pretend that this shit is fair Suits and ties Man that's what the devil wears So dapper, so debonair With their salt and pepper hair Chorus: Fuck this, rat race We break our backs for what? Fuck 'em We got minds that you can't corrupt I don't talk about hoes and how they back it up I got better things to rap about than ass and drugs Fuck this, rat race We break our backs for what? Fuck 'em We got minds that you can't corrupt Ya they try to sit us down but we standin' up Can't you tell muthafuckers that we've had enough Verse 2: UTG Ruby Livin in the moment Muhfuckas walk over you like a doormat What's your enjoyment Smoke your brains out Fuckin bitches right in the morning New god flow, open ya eyes tho The system gotchya Government's an asshole Fake ass rappers and coons get dismantled If one door close another opens like fan doors People did time for marijuana it's legalized K2 got bodies droppin like dead flies One mill for a crib cuz they want us to downsize Sky's the limit Why trails in the fucking sky Fuck it I'm traumatized, how you identify? Call me a fucking queen, call me a fucking earth What the world what from me? I know my fuckin worth Work for what I've got, no hands up my fuckin skirt (Chorus)