Sell your soul for a good price Sell your soul for a good price That's a dream never think twice That's a dream
I'm not your purse I'm not your product I'm from the dirt You're coppin' Prada My people hurt It's gettin' harder My people hurt It's gettin' harder I need some money I need some money man I'm fuckin' hungry I really need a hand Ain't nothin' sunny Back in the motherland A fuckin' cycle That we all runnin' in
I'm boutta fuck the system up I'm boutta fuck I'm boutta fuck the system up I'm boutta fuck I'm not your product I'm boutta fuck the system up I'm boutta fuck I'm boutta fuck the system up I'm boutta fuck I'm not your product
Fuck all pigs they're a part of the system Fuck all pigs they're a part of the system Ain't no peace for my brothers and sisters Ain't no peace for my brothers They do not want us to breathe Can't even walk in the streets To them we're all just machines In the American Dream They say that they just want peace But then they leave us to bleed They'll never see what we see They'll never see what we see
Sell your soul for a good price Sell your soul for a good price That's a dream never think twice That's a dream
I'm boutta fuck the system up I'm boutta fuck I'm boutta fuck the system up I'm boutta fuck I'm not your product I'm boutta fuck the system up I'm boutta fuck I'm boutta fuck the system up I'm boutta fuck I'm not your productTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
