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

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

For all my free market, health
Stock-stealing, retirement fund niggas
your little credit card-scamming, jewelry-stealing
Crack-selling, liquor store-robbing,
Shout out to the homies Carnegie, OG Willy Hearst
Farouk, Rockefeller the real
My main bitch Leona, pour out a little the 13th
Scott Rothstein, Abramoff, hold ya head
My niggas
LET'S GET MONEY!

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I my day pairin' America overseas
Pension for the workers, nigga
Embezzlement etiquette, settlement
I'm with confederate rhetoric
From my in Connecticut
Foreclose, evict out of tenement
I words like a speech impediment
I you got good credit, bitch
If not, better get a new job with
While I play with niggas I get cheddar with
New buys brand new carats
My old money bought your great
You got in your mouth, I ain't mad at ya
I own goldmine in South Africa
Thanks, baby, you made me a
Plus I own a building for one of my children's children, that's the shit
Snort coke in the whip, Miss USA my dick
Yeah, what! Fuck the law cause real jail is for
I go to country club prison, you dumb
(I am the 1 percent, bitch!)

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

[2nd
I got a job and a house and a bank
When I'm out, I doubt something you can say
And if not then I'll fake death Kenneth Lay
Make money everyday the world burns on its
y'all struggling to pay taxes
I'm getting my the fastest
Memos and faxes, up documents
Slush funds through the continents
But they want me indited
they don't want my dirty laundry aired when I'd fight it
Don't get my excited
Cause what is a law if you can't rewrite it
I got CIA,
Dictators, so fuck whistleblowers and haters (SHEEEEEEIIIIITTT!)
All of this money from
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 don't pay them to fuck! I pay to leave!)

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You know my CEO, corporate steeze,
I countries like the IMF, down on your knees
Real gangstas run the world, fuck you believe
I'll cut down a forest while you burnin' some trees
get your family murdered for a couple of Gs
Cause your working class money fucking with me
You think rappers are cause of songs you heard
My labels make the money and have rap the fucking words

[3rd
Yacht in the ocean, coastin' with the out
Hey America, for the bailouts
I made off with the Banco
Got away scot-free Il Vaticano
act a bitch, get mad at me
Cause of my tax-free
80 to the staff and company
And 20 percent to the homeless and
The country pay the Fed Reserve
back to the banksters, haven't you learned
You protest or patrols on the street
But I bought city hall so I own the
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 of benefit to world of man
Will exist till I got the in my hand
World Bank interest rate rape on the spot
But I'm gangsta, you take my money like it or not nigga
(I got country in my pocket, motherfucker!)

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