IVAN NAVAJAS - RUTHLESS AND FREE (SINGLE VERSION)

Lyrics:

Let the money trickle

And let the city burn

And let your bones snap, they fickle

And let the city burn

I said let the money trickle, we deserve it

Ya know we ain't perfect

Even if men were angels, God know that we ain't worth it

Now count the money, count the bills

Hold the Bezos hostage

Call a bounty, let it hit

Let us make a profit

I know I'm no prophet

I know I'm a hostage

For the streets to project their pain about unlivable housing

Now park the whip, you drive me crazy

Been inspired since Section 80

From what conspired from hiiigher power

Park the whip, you'll die of rabies

I never wanted this

From the soul, I do all the opposite

My community popping shit

Block made of monopolists

And killers, gentrification, and drug dealers

All this crack, food, and liquor, couldn't look in the mirror

As they sterilized the poor for a hundred years of war

We started to kill innocents to even out the score

It's a self-fulfilling prophecy, never lived in Democracy

Can't stand the hypocrisy, so I'mma yell out some honesty

I seen a dead body on the bus

With the maggots in her brain

And her pockets full of rust

I barely seventeen

When I almost hit the dust

Till I realize I was

Living just to silence the corrupt

NOW AIM THE GUN AT THE PIGS

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