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

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

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

[1st
I spend my day pairin' America
for the workers, nigga please
Embezzlement etiquette, private
I'm better with rhetoric
my mansion in Connecticut
Foreclose, evict hoes out of
I twist like a speech impediment
I you got good credit, bitch
If not, better get a new job benefits
While I golf with niggas I get cheddar with
New buys brand new carats
My old money bought your great
You got grills in your mouth, I mad at ya
I own every goldmine in Africa
Thanks, baby, you made me a
Plus I own a for each one of my children's children, that's the shit
Snort coke in the whip, Miss USA suckin' my
Yeah, what! Fuck the law real jail is for suckas
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 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 house and a account
When I'm out, I that's something you can say
And if not then I'll fake like Kenneth Lay
Make money everyday the burns on its axis
While struggling to pay taxes
I'm my money the fastest
Memos and faxes, up documents
Slush through the corrupt 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 good is a law if you can't rewrite it
I got CIA,
Dictators, so fuck y'all and haters (SHEEEEEEIIIIITTT!)
All of this money Al-Qaeda
In the 9/11 widows go to later
Capitalism's who I pray to, fuck the state of the
Money talks so what the fuck I to say to ya girl
(I don't pay them to fuck! I pay to leave!)

2]
You know my CEO, corporate steeze,
I treat countries like the IMF, on your knees
Real gangstas run the world, fuck what you
cut down a forest while you niggas burnin' some trees
I'll get your murdered for a couple of Gs
Cause your working class money fucking with me
You think rappers are rich cause of songs you
My labels make the money and have them rap the words

[3rd
in the ocean, coastin' with the sails out
Hey America, for the bailouts
I made off with the Ambrosiano
Got away scot-free Il Vaticano
act a bitch, get mad at me
Cause of my charity
80 percent to the staff and
And 20 percent to the homeless and
The country gotta pay the Fed
Kick 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 correction
No elections, sex no affection
No of benefit to world of man
exist till I got the money in my hand
World Bank interest rate damn on the spot
But I'm gangsta, you take my money like it or not nigga
(I got your in my pocket, motherfucker!)

3]
You my CEO, masonic steeze, cheese
Only little people pay all these taxes and
Since you were born we control you watch and you read
And pretty soon we're gonna own the fuckin' air that you
I what I want, fucker, I don't have to say please
I convince you 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!