rage

I'm a broke bitch But I make a lot of hits I work three jobs and they don't pay shit I'm still on the cover of your favorite playlist Mr. President wanna to take my money Took it overseas and he got it all bloody Got to front row seat, you think we don't see Censoring our screens, ain't that funny? Burn it all down Look from the ground Gave us no choice Are you listening now? I just wanna Rage, rage, rage I got a lot of Rage, rage, rage So fuck it, imma Rage, rage, rage I got a lot of Rage, rage, rage Mr. Government leaving all your people for dead But if we're out in the streets then it's a major offense They might cut my mic, put me under arrest Because, I don't make music for the 1% New drop The "American Dream" Gotta sell your soul for a bite to eat And when they scream out "what is all the for?" Tell them there's nothing more American than starting a war Burn it all down Look from the ground Gave us no choice Are you listening now? I just wanna Rage, rage, rage I got a lot of Rage, rage, rage So fuck it, imma Rage, rage, rage I got a lot of Rage, rage, rage I'm a broke bitch (She's a broke bitch) I work three jobs and they don't pay shit (She works three jobs and they don't pay shit) (QUIT) I'm a broke bitch (She's a broke bitch) Nothing left to do but eat the rich (Nothing left to do but eat the rich) I just wanna Rage, rage, rage I got a lot of Rage, rage, rage So fuck it, imma Rage, rage, rage I got a lot of Rage, rage, rage So fuck it, imma Rage