Arthur Jensen: "You get up and howl about america and democracy. There is
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No america there is no democracy, We no longer live in a world of nations
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And ideologies. The world is a college of corporations... inexorably
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Determined by the... immutable bylaws of business. The world is a business.
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And I have chosen you to preach this evangel"
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Immortal Technqiue:
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For all my free market, healthcare robbing, stock stealing, retirement fund
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Fucker with niggas. Fuck your little credit card scammin, jewlery stealing,
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Crack selling, liquor store robbing mother fuckers (Its a rich mans world)
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Hahahaha. Shout to the homies, Carnegie, OG, Willie Randolf Hearst,
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Rockefeller, the real Rockefeller, my main bitch Leona, little Louie the
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Thirteenth, Jack Abramoff, hold ya head, my red child niggers, LET'S
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GET THIS MONEY
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[Verse 1: Immortal Technique]
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I spend my day repping america overseas
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Pensions for the workers? nigga please
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Embezzlement etiquette private settlement
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I'm better with confederate rhetoric from my mansion in connecticut
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Foreclose and evict homes at the tenement
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I twist words like a speech inpedIment
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I hope you got good credit bitch
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If not better get a new job with benefits
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When I play golf with niggasii get cheddar with
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New money buys brand new karats
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My old money bought your great grand parents
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You got grills in ya mouth I ain't mad at ya
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I own every gold mine in South Africa
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Thanks baby you made me a billion
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Plus I own a building for each one of my children's children
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That's the shit, snort coke in the wet mist USA sucking my dick
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Yea what fuck the law 'cus real jail is for suckas
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I go to country club prison you dumb mother fuckers
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(I am the 1% fucking bitch)
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[Hook]
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You know my CEO corporate steeez please
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Overthrow governments overseas in a breeze
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Politicians in my pocket for a few hundred Gs
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So if I'm never in court my assets a never freeze
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[Verse 2: Immortal Technique]
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I got a job and house and a bank account
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When I'm out I doubt that's something you could say
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And if not then I fake death like Kenneth Lay
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Make money every day the world burns
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Wanna tax us while y'all struggle to pay taxes
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I'm getting my money the fastest
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Memos and faxes shredded up documents
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Slush funds through the corrupt continents
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But they don't want me indicted
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'Cause they don't want my dirty laundry aired when I fight it
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Don't get my lawyers excited
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'Cause what good is a law if you can't rewrite it
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I got CIA traders, dictators so fuck y'all whistleblowers and haters
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(Its a rich mans world) Shiiieeeaaat
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I'll invest money from Al Qaeda
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In the bank 911 widows go to later
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Capitalism so I pray to fuck the state of the world
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Money talks so what the fuck I need to say to ya girl
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(I donit pay em to fuck, I pay em to live)
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[Hook]
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You know my CEO corporate steeez greed
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I'll treat countries like the IMF down on your knees
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Real gangsters run the world fuck what you believe
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I'll cut down the forest while y'all niggas burning some trees
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I'll get your family murdered for a couple of Gs
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'Cause your working class money ain't fucking with me
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You think rappers are rich 'cause of songs you heard?
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My labels make the money and haven't rapped a fucking word
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[Verse 3: Immortal Technique]
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Y'all in the ocean coastin' with the sails out
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Hey America thanks for the bailouts
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I made off at the banco ambrosiano
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Got away scott free like el Vaticano
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Acitvists activist get mad at me
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'Cause I'm a tax free charity
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80% to the staff and company
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And 20% to the homeless and hungry
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The country gotta pay the fed reserve
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Kick back to the banksters haven't you learned
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You protest cops or patrols on the street
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But I bought city hall so I own the police
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Email facebook and the shit you tweet
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On the phone companies so I heard you speak
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My suggestion is no correction no elections, sex with no affection
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No invention would benefit the world of man
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Will exist till I got the money in my hand
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World bank, interest rate damn rape on the spot
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But I'm a gangster you gon' take my money like it or not, nigga
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