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All Fall Down
By Zearle
Listen to the Song
Here's the irony
The shit they try on me
The higher they climb
Out on a limb
Its still win-win for them
I'm in like Flynn
If I can trim
Some costs for them, start
A rip-off, someone else's loss
Further down the line
Someone loses their time
Their share, they come up short
Every man a fort
We battle each other
Like spies, undercover
What's bad for you
Will see me through
My dry spell, my crew
Cheats your crew
I'm tellin you
What goes around comes around
Now, in this town,
All fall down
Like a lead balloon to the ground,
All fall down
All fall down
A coalition of the rich
The state, and the great
The media whores
Behind closed doors
Flippin the rolodex
Making life complex
For the humble classes
They're gloating at the top
Laughing non stop
Sitting on their pile of shit
The money's flowin
The cock is crowin
They're blowin
Wads like there's no tomorrow
Everything in life is borrowed
Killing the plenty for the few
A race against the truth
Plastered on their face
They're guilty of the crime
Wasting our time
Our lives vanish in a click
Around the clock
While they squander it
Sold on the block
for their foolishness
Empty lives, these failed buffoons
Throwing my life away, too soon
It will all fall down
What goes around comes around
Like water running a train,
Up to the clouds and down to the ground
And all over again
All fall down
All fall down
The future's
Buried in the ground
Fools live to die anon
The clock is ticking on
When they get too much
They bust
Like dry husks
They turn to dust
And we live on
And we live on
We get enough
To pull our stuff
Through the maze
Our brains in a haze
The doors are locked
We're blocked
By a generation
Of thieves
Makin us believe
We're by nature law
Some material raw
To grind up like grits
Into kibble bits
Feeding the giant maw
The mouth of the leech
Sucking my soul up
Through a straw
Years of my life
Bouncing rubble
A life of trouble
While they dine on my carcass
All around the atlas
Where ever you go
They're squeezing some bro
Like me, like my co's
We're cooperating
While they operate on us
If we kick up a fuss
They flush us down the drain
The ultimate pain
They refrain
No exposing their ways
How it's gonna lay
They'll never say
Come on up so we can rape ya
Have a hit so we can take ya
For a life of pain they'll make ya
Pay to stay in harm's way
Playing yourself so you play
All fall down
All fall down
What goes around comes around
This is how it works:
Production with no perks
We work and die
For the greater pie
We don't get a slice,
A roll of the dice
Maybe we survive
Long enough to take a dive
But we build the house
We farm the fields
We drive the vehicles
We carry the load
We're bought and sold
Our lives are weighed
Wasted and decayed
Yet we're afraid to fight
It wouldn't be right
All our false gods are telling us
To let them keep on killing us.
We cringe from the whip
They come equipped
With the bombs and all
They have us in thrall
Yet we have a bigger arsenal
Unlimited
We're timid
Afraid to strike
When you get the gun,
It can't be undone
It happens to everyone
One man risks all
one falls by the wayside
Chasing that insanity
Riches and vanity
A full time loser
Stand up for the future
Look around, it's coming,
All fall down
All fall down
The economy is a sight
Money day and night
Up up and away
Live the good life
And never pay
Working everyday
To shop on layaway
Stock market rockets
Money in their pockets
The gold and the food
Stolen for the good
Of the
youth consciousness
united we represent the best
By Zearle (zearle.org)
Burn Baby Burn
by Jesse Seligson
Listen to the Song
capitalist call givin me a place to fall,
you know in time you'll pay,
I'm seeing the victoria siempre like Che,
hear my manifesto feel my wrath I wanna play
my interest is in the dialectic fuck math
I'm gonna freak out and go mad like the shining path
I've flashed how long can this shit last
drastic times call for the end of plastic minds
life is hell it's dat same old grind
my soul is cryin my body dyin my friends are lyin
secret meth and yay lines, stick ups and stealin all the time
hungry poor with no meals and, you say your keeping it real
with yo nine going buck as you nut up in a slut hip hop say what?
real gangsters die,true hoes cry, and down mothers wonder why
producers suck your juice and leave you dry
made yo mill ticket ,so rich whites can split it
once your talents gone they could give a shit
being exploited.... just a bit
Burn Baby Burn
Burn....Baby ... Burn
Burn Baby Burn
stock market games and silicone dames
planted dope and murder frames
you ain't got no capital cause the rich is jackin you
dickin you around buying all the good ground
leavin us to rent the slums, daddy is a bum
ain't no fuckin place to run, every body got a gun
being lower class ain't no god damn fun
sharin the floor , with my cousin no future but to be a hoe
I can't remember when we lost control or when we stopped fighting fo
the workers rights, never sleep a whole night,always fight or flight
getting flushed down this toilet bowl of life, sick of the strife
I just can't see eye to eye with dem rich whites
upper class, we gon come for you at night
make a big pile of all that shit that you like
then.........
Burn Baby Burn
Burn ....Baby ...Burn
Burn Baby Burn
we don't need none of that material shit
cause we own the power of production and we create it
don't laugh at me..... everthing burns but the factories
they broke our back making us build that crap
the deck is stacked they got us living like rats
workers of the world unite ..let's set this shit right
I don't wear no rag but I wave the red flag and I sag
poverty has us gagged I'm angry fuck sad
the teacher's said stay in school and a future you'll have
you fuckin villain ,look at all the people you killin
steal my money , your ready and willin'
CIA.. gave us acid and crack
I like to drop but take that crack back
my class is on the rack ,workers unite take that shit back
S&L scam slap on the hand, zip of indo get fucked yo
systems set up so's we get fucked they say it's all luck
in the end you capitalists will learn
Burn Baby Burn
Burn....Baby.. Burn
Burn Baby Burn
Fuck your culture it's really class
Constant struggle for that cash
In that pan your a flash
now they own your ass and they want cha stash
Workers for the future fuck the past
gunshots and sutures the cash and the moochers don't last
money hoogee.... your petty bougie... you tryin ta use me
for my labor , pittin me against my neighbor
fuck this capitalist behavior
will socialism save ya ?
soft bitch you gave in to the rich
bending over for that Nike dick
supporting slave labor your a prick
eatin in my kitchen but your still snitchin
betray the workers are you kidden
gamblin' drunk ...why you twitchin
blood of the workers ...on the taste your smitten
Burn Baby Burn
Burn.. Baby..Burn
Burn Baby Burn
Burn Baby Burn © Jesse Seligson Oct 1997
Burn Baby Burn by Zearle
Dedicated to the heros of Ferguson
http://zearle.net
Burn Baby Burn by zearle
Dedicated to the heros of Ferguson
http://zearle.net
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