Gimme

Cause we just want our lives back. Devil buying souls; folks asking where to sign at.

Highs for the low; throwback like a dime sack. Mind gon be blown, whether tote or by contact.

Hijacked the phones; so you know they got the lines tapped. And we just watch everything we say like a live chat.

Duped in the race, by a crook. That's a con track. Truth in your face, overlooked; nevermind that.

Why I'm on the sidelines; I be getting sidetracked. Still can't decide; and I'll never get the time back.

Pain’s prepackaged. Take faith and combine that. Bridge from wilderness to paradise is a wide gap.

Something like the space in my grin, save the wise cracks. Shaved all the greys on my chin; can’t disguise that.

Late to make a mark. But the goal’s to revise that and break the code on hitting my stride at the climax.

Gimme a little pocket change and the change that you claimed you would bring in your campaign. (Gimme that.)

A day where I can breathe and not cry inside from the ugly things I see.

(Gimme THAT.) Gimme yours and a little more…I want it all; time to get involved.

I’ll wage war til I get it. If this is all I got I'm not giving up a smidgen. So gimme.

(But/While they be like) Gimme yours and a little more until you’re living poor with nothing at all.

I’ll wage war til I get it. Boy, what you made is mine. I ain't giving up the credit. So gimme.

And they just want a tax break. Spineless, while we outchea' grindin’ til our backs ache.

Dine-in, plastic plates, no fat steaks. Ironic, it's dog eat dog in a rat race.

I'm looking at the product. Feeding on fake trees cause the seeds are dry rotted, the same as what’s inside us…

Either we(’re) on demon time or extremely blind to read between the lines and see the signs…

So our shine’s minimized. Too dim to sympathize. Real criminals ain’t penalized.

Want it supersized. Normalize gluttony just enough to obstruct our view of true luxury.

I just want you under me. So I’ma say you uppity and treat you like a stranger if we ain’t both starving.

And I’m not gon stop; I got ta be starting--something. The seat is too hot to seek comfort.

Gimme a little pocket change and the change that you claimed you would bring in your campaign. (Gimme that.)

A day where I can breathe and not cry inside from the ugly things I see.

(Gimme THAT.) Gimme yours and a little more…I want it all; time to get involved.

I’ll wage war til I get it. If this is all I got I'm not giving up a smidgen.

Gimme a little pocket change and the change that you claimed you would bring in your campaign. (Gimme that.)

A day where I can breathe and not cry inside from the ugly things I see.

(But/While they be like) Gimme yours and a little more until you’re living poor with nothing at all.

I’ll wage war til I get it. Boy, what you made is mine. I ain't giving up the credit. So gimme.