High five to us guy’s

Fly guy’s 

Up in the sky guy’s 

The wise guy’s 

The bring n buy guy’s 

Smarter than you guy’s 

Can’t see my eye’s guy’s 

Cos we bin tellin lie’s guy’s 

Tellin you what to buy guy’s 

Gone from medium to large guy’s 

Form eatin too many pie’s guy’s

 

Hiddin behind technology foolin you psychology

Collaboration huniliation

Coverin billboard’s station to station

In this faster than light fake nation

 

So he work’s wit her and she work’s wit dem 

Now she is a he but sound’s like a she and the really boss thing is they all work for ME

Drum n bass,Gun n case,Gangster rap

Just the same old crap,never face to face

All them gym bunny’s working their ab’s 

Impressin their chic’s payin their tab’s

 

Ya can’t save em now Marshall

The,ve milked the cash cow 

Crapped on their own 

Rapped but never grown

Put hope in the mind’s of the poor

Yet they still push their daughter out the door To be a god damn crack whore 

 

Can’t do jack on their own

Their cover’s bin blown

Thrown seed’s that turned to 

Now NO Home No Crust

 

Remenissin bout dem bad old day’s 

Gettin cuffed for ya bad ol way’s

 

Spellin school wit a K to stay alive Tellin joke’s about Jo’s who work 9 to 5

Got 14 kid’s and 9 wive’s

Have a god givin right to ruin live’s 

But it’s all got to come to an end 

When ya fake made up voice’s

 

Takin ya time waitin in line 

Stick to the knife

Part o ya kife

Got the wrong name for the wrong wife

She does’nt  care she’s doin her hair 

Look’s like a peach wit a hint of pear

Listen to tune’s - lift’s from suicide to just plain low

Obama didn’t care enough to bring “Obama Care”

The crumb of consolation is the hope that we may grow 

Into folk who will eventually start to say NO.