Lifestyles of the rich and blameless
Ya' don't know why you love to hate
Cause it's been a while since the civil war
Or the rights movement of fifty-four
Selling hope, slinging dope, stealing votes
And now we're all on our own
It turns out you can steal
A fantasy you can make real, yeah
I don't think I'll ever understand
Stepping on everyone ya' can
Does it make you feel like a man?
And you run your mouth like a marathon
Being a prick must turn you on
But not for long
Can't wait to see your face on the end of a fist
Can't wait to see you pay for all this shit
And I would wait in line, all night for tickets
Cause when it comes around it'll sting like a bitch (bitch, bitch)
You once were lost now you're blind as well
Promise us heaven deliver us welfare
Medical on a holocaust budget
But the one percent are gonna love it
Black, brown, aged out or anything around the poverty line
Then there's need to fight
Cause don't have to kill someone waiting to die
I don't think I'll ever understand
Stepping on everyone ya' can
Does it make you feel like a man?
And you run your mouth like a marathon
Being a prick must turn you on
But not for long
Can't wait to see your face on the end of a fist
Can't wait to see you pay for all this shit
And I would wait in line, all night for tickets
Cause when it comes around it'll sting like a bitch (bitch, bitch)
Can't wait to see your face on the end of a fist
Can't wait to see you pay for all this shit
And I would wait in line, all night for tickets
Cause when it comes around it'll sting like a bitch
Can't wait to see your face on the end of a fist
Can't wait to see you pay for all this shit
And I would wait in line, all night for tickets
Cause when it comes around it'll sting like a bitch (bitch, bitch)