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Sickening the way people are today
No care for the ones struggling day to day
Sit on there high horses and judge away
Acting as if we're not the same
You're no better than me and I no better then thee
Well how do you have to judge me
Ohh how the world needs to burn that's my desire
I'm sick of being judged by the ones who think there higher
Funny how the ones from the gutter will give you the shirt off their back
While the ones fed with silver spoons will talk shit behind your back
Burn it down let the whole world see
Livin Cold while they live luxury
The rich cast stones from there throne while I'm down on my knees
They point at me like I'm the enemy
They have everything except empathy
They don't know hunger they don't know broke they don't know drowning cause they stay afloat
Turn all this pressure into solid gold
I'm sick of being told what's wrong an right by the ones guarding there Paradise
I'm crawling through hell while they criticize
They couldn't walk a mile in my shoes I'll be alright
People complain they got it so bad while they eat 100 dollar steaks and get fat
Sad as it is broke as I am I eat garbage out the can ain't got no money yet I'm starvin
People don't care about one another they'll beat you down while you struggle
Huddled together safe in there financial bubble
While you struggle tryna hustle your muscle
Tryna understand why the rich want help the poor but they'll beat you down
While you're up all night tryna make a dollar
They sleep nice and sound hoarding their dollars
Can't take it when they die but hold on to it with dear life
Thinking there holy living a righteous life
Not realizing their selfish decisions will have them pay the price
Burn it down let the whole world see
Livin Cold while they live luxury
The rich cast stones from there throne while I'm down on my knees
They point at me like I'm the enemy
They have everything except empathy
They don't know hunger they don't know broke they don't know drowning cause they stay afloat
Turn all this pressure into solid gold
I'm sick of being told what's wrong an right by the ones guarding there Paradise
I'm crawling through hell while they criticize
They couldn't walk a mile in my shoes I'll be alright