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

You get up and howl about and democracy
is no America, there is no democracy
We no longer live in a 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 you to preach this evangel

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

[1st
I spend my day pairin' overseas
for the workers, nigga please
Embezzlement etiquette, settlement
I'm better with rhetoric
From my in Connecticut
Foreclose, evict hoes out of
I words like a speech impediment
I hope you got good credit,
If not, get a new job with benefits
While I play golf with niggas I get with
New buys brand new carats
My old money bought your great
You got grills in mouth, I ain't mad at ya
I own goldmine in South Africa
Thanks, baby, you made me a
I own a building for each 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 club prison, you dumb motherfuckers
(I am the 1 percent, bitch!)

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

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

2]
You my CEO, corporate steeze, greed
I treat countries like the IMF, down on knees
Real gangstas run the world, fuck you believe
I'll cut a forest while you niggas burnin' some trees
I'll get your family for a couple of Gs
Cause your working class money ain't fucking me
You rappers are rich cause of songs you heard
My labels make the money and them rap the fucking words

Verse]
Yacht in the ocean, coastin' the sails out
Hey America, thanks for the
I made off the Banco Ambrosiano
Got away scot-free like Il
act a bitch, get mad at me
Cause of my charity
80 percent to the and company
And 20 to the homeless and hungry
The gotta pay the Fed Reserve
Kick back to the banksters, haven't you
You protest cops or on the street
But I bought hall so I own the police
E-mail, Facebook, and the shit you
All the phone companies, so I you speakin'
My is your correction
No elections, sex with no
No invention of benefit to of man
exist till 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 country in my pocket, motherfucker!)

3]
You know my CEO, masonic steeze,
Only little people pay all taxes and fees
Since you were 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 that it's good for you, take it and
You think president's are a of a nation
I put 'em all way off, end of the conversation!