JU$T (feat. Pharrell Williams & Zack de la Rocha)

Mastered economics 'cause you took yourself from squalor (Slave)

Mastered academics 'cause your grades say you a scholar (Slave)

Mastered Instagram 'cause you can instigate a follow (Shiiiit)

Look at all these slave masters posing on yo dollar (Get it?)

Look at all these slave masters posing on yo dollar (Get it?)

Look at all these slave masters posing on yo dollar (Get it?)

Look at all these slave masters posing on yo dollar (Get it?)

(Look at all these slave masters)

Business time, I'm on mine

I be minding mine (Make money)

Every time, on my grind

I'm just tryna shine (Stay sunny)

Make a dollar, government, they want a dozen dimes (No cap)

The petty kind might kill ya 'cause they see you shine (Stay strapped)

I done had to have a talk with myself plenty times (For real)

Am I a hypocrite 'cause I know I did plenty crimes? (Yes, I'm is)

I get broke too many times I might slang some dimes (Back to trappin')

[Can] you believe corporations running marijuana? (How that happen?)

And your country getting ran by a casino owner (Oooh)

Pedophiles sponsor all these fuckin' racist bastards (They do)

And I told you once before that you should kill your master (It's true)

Now that's the line that's probably gon' get my ass a-assassinated

Master of these politics, you swear that you got options (Slave)

Master of opinion 'cause you vote with a white collar (Slave)

The Thirteenth Amendment says that slavery's abolished (Shiiiit)

Look at all these slave masters posing on yo dollar (Get it?)

Look at all these slave masters posing on yo dollar (Get it?)

Look at all these slave masters posing on yo dollar (Get it?)

Look at all these slave masters posing on yo dollar (Get it?)

(Look at all these slave masters)

(Confucius say)

Man, you better duck out

Get the bag and then bug out (Uh)

But try to run home you might run your luck out

'Cause just when your bases loaded they'll roll a grenade in the dugout (You're out)

Earth folk, not a mellow bunch

We got our thumbs in the air like hell or bust

Look at who we done blessed with our trust

I don't think we'll be left with too much

Hand on my heart and my mind on my drugs

Got a Vonne-gut punch for your Atlas Shrug

They love to not love, it's just that dumb

Lord, sweet Buddha, please make me numb

Brain bounce off walls like a sentient Roomba

Who just found out his creator's stupid

Lit by the super moon, I'm too lucid

Plus got 'shrooms in the blood, I'm zoomin'

Beep beep Richie, this is New York City

The X on the map where the pain keep hitting

Just us ducks here sitting

Where murderous chokehold cops still earning a living

Funny how some say money don't matter, that's rich now isn't it, get it? Comedy

But try to sell a pack a smokes to get food, get killed

And it's not an anomaly, but hey, it's just money

Mastered economics 'cause you took yourself from squalor (Slave)

Mastered academics 'cause your grades say you a scholar (Slave)

Mastered Instagram 'cause you can instigate a follow (Shiiiit)

Look at all these slave masters

Let it sink in

20/20, run the map

Raw uncut in my hourglass

Don't watch it spill to the bottom half

You see the piece, now run it fast

On the tarmac in a Starter jack

I'm C4 when I run it back

Like a track star run a record lap?

Nah, like when this needle catch

A clean look, a poet pugilist

A shooter's view, a Zapruder flick

Too rude for ya rudiments

Who convinced you?

You can move against the crew in this

Coming up through the fence

Offshore outta Port-au-Prince

Louverture left his fingerprints

On our hearts at the gate in the world our residence

How can we be the peace

When the beast gonna reach for the worst?

Tear all the flesh off the earth

Stage set from a deafening reckoning

Quick like the pace of my verse

So I'm questioning this quest for things

As a recipe for early death threatening

But the breath in me is weaponry, for you it's just money