I've been trying to find a better way But the system owns us all and there is no escape So take your cash Get the fuck out of my face I refuse to be another slave This disease is slipping through the blood stream They believe that they are all above me You had the world at the palm of your hands Now you're on your knees at your money's demand You've had everything handed to you You'll never know the struggles I've been through / You have the world in the palm of your hands / But you're on your knees at your money's demand The current me's discrepancy I won't be owned by currency The paper may be all that you need But dead presidents don't mean shit to me Money is all you have to your name So what's the point of playing the game If what you seek is fortune and fame Then what's it worth when it all goes up in flames Conditioned to put my faith in another false prescription Divisions that have been cause by the lies of the politicians How long Will it take you to learn If you're gonna play with fire then you're gonna get burned Time heals but the truth still hurts Bury the diamond in the fucking dirt It's your darkest description Cash is the soul that gripping It's a mental addiction Of your broken vision Blackest production of self destruction