Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Man's World (1%)

You get up and about America and democracy
There is no America, there is no
We no longer in a world of nations and ideologies
The world is a of corporations
Inexorably by the immutable bylaws of business
The world is a business and I have chosen you to preach this

For all my free market, care-robbing
Stock-stealing, retirement fund fuckin'-with
Fuck your little credit card-scamming,
Crack-selling, store-robbing, motherfuckers
Shout out to the homies Carnegie, OG Randolph Hearst
Farouk, the real Rockefeller
My main bitch Leona, pour out a Louis the 13th
Scott Rothstein, Jack Abramoff, ya head
My Rothschild
LET'S GET MONEY!

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I spend my day America overseas
Pension for the workers, nigga
etiquette, private settlement
I'm better with confederate
From my in Connecticut
Foreclose, hoes out of tenement
I twist words like a speech
I hope you got credit, bitch
If not, better get a new job benefits
While I golf with niggas I get cheddar with
New money buys brand new
My old money bought great grandparents
You got grills in mouth, I ain't mad at ya
I own goldmine in South Africa
Thanks, baby, you made me a
Plus I own a for each one of my children's children, that's the shit
coke in the whip, Miss USA suckin' my dick
Yeah, what! Fuck the law real jail is for suckas
I go to club prison, you dumb motherfuckers
(I am the 1 percent, bitch!)

You know my CEO, steeze, please
Overthrow overseas in a breeze
Politicians in my for a few hundred Gs
So if I'm in court, my assets will never freeze

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I got a job and a and a bank account
I'm out, I doubt that's something you can say
And if not then I'll fake like Kenneth Lay
money everyday the world burns on its axis
While struggling to pay taxes
I'm getting my money the
and faxes, shredded up documents
Slush funds the corrupt continents
But they don't want me
Cause they don't my dirty laundry aired when I'd fight it
get my lawyers excited
Cause good is a law if you can't rewrite it
I got CIA,
Dictators, so fuck y'all and haters (SHEEEEEEIIIIITTT!)
All of money from Al-Qaeda
In the bank widows go to later
Capitalism's who I pray to, the state of the world
Money talks so the fuck I need to say to ya girl
(I pay them to fuck! I pay them to leave!)

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You know my CEO, steeze, greed
I treat countries like the IMF, down on your
Real gangstas run the world, fuck you believe
I'll cut down a forest while you burnin' some trees
I'll get your family murdered for a of Gs
Cause your working class ain't fucking with me
You rappers are rich cause of songs you heard
My labels make the money and have them rap the fucking

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in the ocean, coastin' with the sails out
Hey America, for the bailouts
I made off with the Ambrosiano
Got scot-free like Il Vaticano
act a bitch, get mad at me
Cause of my tax-free
80 percent to the staff and
And 20 to the homeless and hungry
The country pay the Fed Reserve
Kick back to the banksters, haven't you
You protest cops or patrols on the
But I bought hall so I own the police
E-mail, Facebook, and the shit you
All the companies, so I heard you speakin'
My suggestion is your
No elections, sex no affection
No invention of benefit to of man
Will exist I got the money in my hand
World Bank rate damn rape on the spot
But I'm gangsta, you gon' my money like it or not nigga
(I got your in my pocket, motherfucker!)

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You know my CEO, masonic steeze,
Only little pay all these taxes and fees
you were born we control what you watch and you read
And pretty soon we're gonna own the fuckin' air that you
I take what I want, fucker, I have to say please
I convince you it's good for you, take it and leave
You think are a face of a nation
I put 'em all way off, end of the conversation!