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red pill & hir-o - we are not like them lyrics
[verse 1]
i’m sick of riding in that ’99 taurus
feeling like i can’t afford sh-t, getting sick of that poor sh-t
sick of that budget and the struggle
and the wondering when my next check’s coming in
what’s gonna come up again, ‘cause i don’t believe it
all we see is wall street and the greed they feed
the machine we’re supposed to rage against
they saving billions i’m not even saving cents
put my money in the bank, overdrew in safe decent
‘cause what you sense about it everybody’s bent up out of shape
about a job that doesn’t pay
about a bill they can’t afford, a broken down ford
the price of gasoline, or the price up at the store
we’re living in a system where there’s 45 million f-cking people
the government calls the ‘working poor’
you’re probably one of them, so just remember that
and if they try to tell you different f-cking tell them that
[hook]
we are not like them
no matter what they try to tell you, man
we are not like them, c’mon
everybody trying to move, do what they gotta do
getting caught up in that groove, forgetting who are you
forgetting who you are
forgetting you’re not far just from where you wanna be
when living’s get hard
[verse 2]
i went to college trying to figure out my life
and i know a lot of people could probably judge me for that
so i understand, but what i’ve been through
it’s only right for me to look back on my past
see what i’m trying to counteract
i saw the system f-cking tear apart my father
doesn’t give a f-ck about you when you wear that blue collar
i took my scholarships, went to study politics
trying to get up out of this, now i see what that problem is
it’s economics, sh-t, it’s every lobby
it’s who got their d-ck inside of a politician’s esophagus
so college kid or not, not a product of the top
i’m a product of those people punching the clocks
that 90 percent who’s f-cked, who blame it on bad luck
and have trouble just waking up
so when you see me out there beating on my chest
for the poor , f-ck the rich
i am screaming ‘til my death
they try to act like we’re not different
they tell us we’re the same
it all depends on what pot you p-ss in
you are from where you came
they’re talking blue and red, black and white
trying to separate us playing mind games
we’re talking how to live, we need a job
we’ve got no more to give so we’re all saying
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