Sunday, May 31, 2009

My Message To The Government

Struggles in the streets/you can say that I'm Thuggin it
Wanna know my reasons/just go ask the government
Watching me in poverty/you can say that they shovel it
The New Micky D’s/cuz you know that they loving it
These people in they suits/with there shirts and they ties
Come every election/It’s the same Ol’ lies
About how we can do this/and how we can do that
Really doesn’t matter if you white or black/it still remains a fact
That they don’t give a shit/unless your ass is rich
Or you informed to 5-0/and became a snitch
You see I figured it out/how the government gets paid
Outside of MY checks/that they decided to raid
Or taking money from/a business that I made
Do you know that they make money/off of people with AIDS
You think it’s a joke/acting like I’m tripping
They been have a cure/ask Magic Johnson how he living
But when a disease doesn’t kill/as fast as it’s supposed to
That’s when they decided/infect us with the swine flu
And to make more money/off the healthcare income
They changed the name/from swine to H1N1
No “Cure” yet but we’ll/have one in due time
By then/we’ll lost the/count of the lost lives
I guess we should be/thankful for our parameta’s
We at least get free/healthcare cuz we live in Canada

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