Rhythm is my business And business is booming! Hand me nothing Hand me nothing Hand me nothing I want nothing for free Hand me money It better be a handful Ya hand me money I do nothing for free Hand me nothing Hand me nothing Hand me nothing I want nothing for free Hand me money It better be a handful If ya hand me money You want something to see We are a product of propaganda No more nice guy, you better off to drop your manners She don’t love you, she doing it for the camera New car new crib this, the life we take for granted I need my money, or I’m a cause a tantrum Wake up 2 PM, have a glass of Tropicana You don’t like me, my bars too hot to handle I hope my kids hate guns and play piano Hand me nothing Hand me nothing Hand me nothing I want nothing for free Hand me money It better be a handful Ya hand me money I do nothing for free Hand me nothing Hand me nothing Hand me nothing I want nothing for free Hand me money It better be a handful Ya hand me money You want something to see Hand me nothing Hand me nothing Hand me nothing I want nothing for free Hand me money It better be a handful Ya hand me money I do nothing for free I can’t get comfy I can’t get comfy In this country I see is money and greed It all means nothing It all means nothing It all means nothing If you don’t believe

Take a deep breath Exhale Excuse me While I express myself Don’t forget to breathe And exhale America Open for business Get to the money Make a career Find you a woman Buy a new home Have a few children Hope that they listen We living in danger Save for tuition Send them to college They miseducated Missing the taxes For history classes That history fake A hiccup of habit Habitually happens Back to get busy Get a big raise Company car Start smoking cigars Toast a few drinks Over caviar to living large (Ring, ring, ring) Call from the office It must be the boss They cutting they losses Increasing the profits Leaving you jobless Tossing and turning Turn to the bottle Bottoms up But it’s becoming a problem Soaking in sorrow It grow to aggression Becoming a mess Next you try to play the victim Got a new mistress It help with the stress Since your wife left Life fallen to pieces Had it all But looks can be deceiving Take a deep breath Exhale Excuse me While I express myself Don’t forget to breathe And exhale America Open for business Taking your children Feeding them poison Pointing they finger Figures as fathers Falling with bishops Bitches n hypocrites Building a system Not for impoverished Profits and lawsuits Lost in a dark place Raising the draw bridge Taking the hard way Waiting for God I take it he’s gone We waited all day All month All year 24/7 365 Not a single sight of him But a sign that says America Open for business Get to the money It’s making us monsters Mocking our freedom Deep in the system Devils and demons Brothers and sisters I'm helping you see them We living a nightmare Working for pennies Working as peasants Worshiping idols Why do we do it? Running through cycles Tryna be current Searching for perfect Loving the weekend Drinking to drive Whats driving people Ending my evening Uneventful But filled with meaning

In-between What’s real and what’s all fake In-between Our dreams is a long wait In-between Now, my fate and my mistakes In a bind But there’s still time get my shit straight In-between What’s real and what’s all fake We in-between If ya scared, don’t come out til it’s all safe They all say the rock n the hard place Lay between your heart and the hard way I love this shit I’ll do it all day Scripting the future, living in the moment can be tough to do I'm spitting out their silver spoons I don’t want anything to do with quitting soon I'd rather split the slivers with my inner crew Swinging through syllables I don’t need a salary Naturally patterns be slick n' smooth Sorry, but We sticking to ourselves I’ll admit that I’m selfish too You have to, to have skills Improve Cylinders turning Or else we all fall in a new cartoon Kylie Whyotee wigging out over witty news The wick burning I’ve learned what pouting in my pity do Steel or the healing city Quit digging for whats hip and new We here to do What we came to I been Slick n smooth since I came out the womb n' I plan to stick with it Committed body and soul Get it Got it Go In-between What’s real and what’s all fake In-between Our dreams is a long wait In-between Now, my fate and my mistakes In a bind But there’s still time get my shit straight School n' work were on my list to do To bad now I might not make it I do spend a grip thinking How people say that's what they like to do But I ain’t like that I like hip-hop N' not the rappers that you’ve listened too I don’t got time for crazy hoes and civil suits An emcee spitting stupid shit N' there's a lot of it So he a silly goose On a slippery slope in a middle of No where Now we got filthy groves From 50's tunes. That fit 50 shades of 50 moods. Now that’s a lot to do Through thick and thin In sticky situations Our music Fill ya heart n' fix ya blues So keep ya head up high Doing this for humankind We all in this together Turn the volume up Let it ride cause we In-between What’s real and what’s all fake In-between Our dreams is a long wait In-between Now, my fate and my mistakes In a bind But there’s still time get my shit straight

Whatchu working for Whatchu working for Whatchu working for Whatchu working for really: Really, work for dollars? Then spend the dollars In don’t make sense Cents in pockets just Makes us hostage To making profits Fuck a job I ain’t wit the system We in-between What we want And tryna make a living Are you alive Or are you living? Are you alive Or are you living? Aren’t you tired Of the system? Open your mind You’ll see the business Use only your eyes You might miss it The stakes is high Power is wisdom

500 Years of fucking up the future Forgetting that we did it Middle of the case Investigation from an Eye witness I’m a live every day like it’s my last cause the time ticking There be people dying in the world Who can’t survive hunger Lives numbered Dial numbers Never let ya eyes wonder I wonder When we gonna make it out Confined dungeons Why are we paying to be imprisoned By a system that don’t give a fuck About us I been hoping that I die younger Die Young Afraid to be old Times up Sleep peaceful Die Young 500 Fires spreading Headed to Armageddon The end of time coming The year is Two thousand - 500 The sun too bright Most us blind from it Cyber optics helping us see Welcome to the future It ain’t 20 - 19 Run by computers They even run the police We evacuate to Mars Cause it’s getting hard to breathe Pardon me Part of me wants to help But I know it’s helpless So fuck it Party on Park it there We ain’t going anywhere Aware that we need to change But we all need some change We all wear the blame for the 500 Years of fucking up the future Forgetting that we did it Middle of the case Investigation from an Eye witness I’m a live every day like it’s my last cause the time ticking There be people dying in the world Who can’t survive hunger Lives numbered Dial numbers Never let ya eyes wonder I wonder When we gonna make it out Confined dungeons Why are we paying to be imprisoned By a system that don’t give a fuck About us I been hoping that I die younger Die Young Afraid to be old Times up Sleep peaceful Die Young Popping pills Dropping lines Doing anything to keep my options high Often I Hide away Cause it’s tough dealing with reality ( Still ) Rather be in poverty than be in politics Am I popping still? Probably I don’t got a will I don’t think about it I just do it And then I do it some more I got problems But I leave em alone Preaching peace and preservation like A Nina Simone Teeth to the bone I feel I fear for my freedom This Less than 500 seconds of lessons and I ain’t speaking alone I ain’t sleeping no more Knowing that Imma part of the 500 Years of fucking up the future Forgetting that we did it Middle of the case Investigation from an Eye witness I’m a live every day like it’s my last cause the time ticking There be people dying in the world Who can’t survive hunger Lives numbered Dial numbers Never let ya eyes wonder I wonder When we gonna make it out Confined dungeons Why are we paying to be imprisoned By a system that don’t give a fuck About us I been hoping that I die younger Die Young Afraid to be old Times up Sleep peaceful Die Young

Living in a nightmare Scared to wake up Out of breath running from my ideas An Imma need a Night in Tunisia To ease the procedure See I’m finally leaving the rabbit hole Slowly dying Time can reevaluate valuable Validation of my fears Clear there’s no denying We all here for theatricals The world is a ghetto So you better act natural Pep in yo step Stepping into tomorrow Time to call it how I see We’ve pushed past uncertainty These memories a piece of always loving my life N' if she remember me as a love or a lie It don’t matter Life can back track In a bat of an eye Chapters go by Reminders of what I want and what I’m troubled to find Keep it in mind that What’s here today Could be gone tomorrow What we fear today Is fear itself Send help Living in America Where you judged by your color not your character Categorized black white or mixed? Nobody talk about heritage Everybody busy talking shit There’s no side to pick We riding in the same boat How long can we go hearing the same story Don’t close your eyes when you aim it towards me Shoot your best shot But remember, No ifs, ands or buts No guts no glory I must insist If I think it, I can I do it My bets down this imperative People persecuted and perishing It ain’t fair Living in America Where I use superlatives to make you feel superior Living in America Where You’ll find statues of murders Unmasked and staring at you Cash rules this world its apparent The truth been apprehended Printing textbooks that keep pretending Adding tension Pretentious narrations with no intentions of sharing Time is so precious And this mess is embarrassing Comparisons sounding controversial Versions of same plot getting twisted This is more than chaotic It’s more than just hectic It’s cordially dishonest Dishing amends to the side N' that’s the end of discussion The amount of disparity is disgusting No disguising my dialect of disappointment Staying disciplined how I’m living I never break a promise Never distrusting my gut I’ll never be part of the problem Too busy cherishing what I got and it’s all 'cause I was I taught that What’s here today Could be gone tomorrow What we fear today Is fear itself Send help

Today the day Don’t let it waste away: Power to the people, power Power to the people, power Power to the people, power Power to the people

We all fucked I ain’t got shit I’m sweating and it’s August If you like me You probably work for ends meet I don’t need much I’m leaving in a coffin Call my name When you need to hear the real shit Catch me dead Before you catch me in an office I can’t trust cops I’d rather be a culprit Read my rights And then lock me in the handcuffs Send me off We all lost in America Mass hysteria Mass media Mastered shaping mass appeal Peals away our character Masking truth Mass produce The news ruining mother’s mascara Mass shootings Mass incarceration There’s no use praying The masses missing mass The pastor masturbating Massacres from LA to Massachusetts I guess nothing matters We all puppets doing Masters bidding But don’t be dipping in they pockets Question the bosses mindset N' find yourself jobless All this attributed to selective hearing Several years of Corporate culture Vulture eyes sadistic thinking Quickly sinking It’s sick they seeing people as just statistics Just a number Numb to consciousness Ignorance the tip of the iceberg And that’s where the problem begins I said it before I’ll say it again Unless you a congressman We all fucked I ain’t got shit I’m sweating and it’s August If you like me You probably work for ends meet I don’t need much I’m leaving in a coffin Call my name When you need to hear the real shit Catch me dead Before you catch me in an office I can’t trust cops I’d rather be a culprit Read my rights And then Lock me in the handcuffs Send me off We all lost in America It doesn’t get scarier Instilling fear from feeling inferior Police employing serial killers This is serious business Terrorizing they victims leaving kids without a father I hope it haunts you I hope you see His face forever engraved in your memory I hope your soul never Rest In Peace Temperature rising got me sweating in a cold world This a matter of survival deep inside a nightmare Life lost no love felt No question of suspects Rosfeld free to roam Bail unsecured On house arrest but he ain’t home He ain’t alone There’s a load of Officers Better off in a morgue Instead they acquitted in court The system corrupt Crooks n thugs pose to Serve and Protect They Provoke and Destruct There’s No Justice No Peace

I'm putting all my wishes in a bottle Shaking it up And throwing it against the wall All those ship's set sail I better pack my bags Back to say fair well before I leave Tomorrow I’m putting all my wishes in this song Been up so long It’s hard to go to sleep Hoping my rhyming take me overseas Trapped living to work in a system This country ain’t even close to free See that’s the problem When you been putting all your wishes in a bottle People can steal it Break it Take what you made and make it a copy They doing bad Business I been Busy drinking coffee Babies mamas don’t want conscious raps No, they’d rather sip a bottle I’m wishing my wishes don’t wind up at the bottom, like a hopeless dream You either coping with dope, or praying the rosary I ain’t smell the roses I ain’t see the rose’s smiling since they son was murdered Stand against injustice they just run us over We must love and protect one another They hoping we become hostile Peaceful protests A week later you see it happen in Chicago I got a lotta reasons to stop putting wishes in my bottle But I also see a lotta love So I can’t keep this bottled up It could be If we all spread alotta love