Nineteen twenty great depression scratch the surface
Fed reserve inflate the paper that's the purpose
Take the cash out the hands of the poor
Now they can't pay their bills
Kids be eatin off the floor
Nasty
Twenty twenty vision
I got the foresight
I made a song about the propaganda one night
I spit the truth through the new era
While y'all be rapping bout the money the bitches the twenty four carats
While They lyin to you stealin all yo bread
Cause it's a stick up
They got the gun pointing at yo head
Stealin all yo money print it right from the fed
While They lyin to you stealin all yo bread
Cause it's a stick up
They got the gun pointing at yo head
Stealin all yo money print it right from the fed
I ain't talking about the real guns yet
But they ain't worried bout killin you yo children yo family pet
So quit actin like they here to take care of you
They worried bout the corporate lobby money man don't be a fool
See they stick together like gorilla glue
Sticky bandits while your home alone what would kevin do
See i'm tryin to be relatable
Cause i know you're more worried bout netflix and lunchables
While They lyin to you stealin all yo bread
Cause it's a stick up
They got the gun pointing at yo head
Stealin all yo money print it right from the fed
While They lyin to you stealin all yo bread
Cause it's a stick up
They got the gun pointing at yo head
Stealin all yo money print it right from the fed
Aye
They cuddled up in the bohemian grove
They throwing secret parties and you worried bout who to vote
And here we go again the president choke
They'll find it funny how you out here believing they givin hope
The system tryin fail ya
The system tryin to bail ya
Man you gotta stay woke it's all a game see they just tryin to play ya
How to sugar coat their tryin to push that silly ass agenda
And i ain't stoppin till i make the system straight surrender
While They lyin to you stealin all yo bread
Cause it's a stick up
They got the gun pointing at yo head
Stealin all yo money print it right from the fed
While They lyin to you stealin all yo bread
Cause it's a stick up
They got the gun pointing at yo head
Stealin all yo money print it right from the fed
Secret society bilderberg group
They speak in secret cause they only want to fuck you
The media tell ya lies they can't undo
And when you talk they fact check you with no review
They tax yo money till you hit zip zero
They countin up they money put yo family up in skid row
Homeless hotel
Okay yeah i get it now
Straight to the street
They don't care about you now