shit you don't need To remain content in this society Work, consume, sleep, and repeat We are all slaves to this consumer society Work, consume, sleep
? The saga begins, I'm a reflection of the drama within The ghetto I live in, niggas moms on crack, pops just disappeared The first time you get locked up, who really cares
So fucking fake, suburban disguise Sweep the homeless off the city streets Fuck the yuppies and their arrogant dreams You are the consumers you are the
sense if youre sleepin Its just a cruel fantasy Their politics took my voice away But their music gave it back to me The land where their __? Or consumed
re sleeping, It's just a cruel fantasy; their politics took my voice away, But their music gave it back to me, The land where the lumpen are consumed
'm a reflection of the drama within The ghetto I live in, niggaz Moms on crack, Pops just disappeared First time you get locked up - who really cares?
m a reflection of the drama within the ghetto I live in, niggas Moms on crack, Pops just disappeared the first time you get locked up who really cares
The lamb or the lion that roars The provider of the rider on the horse He?s Yahweh, King, much more than a product in the store Plus, He?s faithful and true Waitin? to come through, consume
aria puzza di sangue e niente cambia l'affetto e' una conquista per chi e' figlio di nessuno non esiste muro che chiude questa poesia cruda. PEPP J ONE : Il consumismo consuma
