[Intro]
I don't have to tell you things are bad
Everybody knows things are bad
It's a depression
Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job
The dollar buys a nickel's work
Banks are going bust
Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter
Punks are running wild in the street
And there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do
And there's no end to it
[Verse 1: Cosmic Crusader]
Modern money mechanics of the fractional reserve
Loans loaned out of loans, this principal is absurd
Government bonds are bondage, instruments of debt
Working cla** mouths to feed, got no sustenance left
So to make ends meet they submit to employment
Treasury manage liability deployment
Wage slave trade of the federal deficit
No predetermined limit to how bad they'll let it get
Paralyzed economy of wealth displaced
Concept of greenbacks effectively disgraced
Commissary notes, with no real consideration
Contractual defaults for closed ramifications
Wage war gets what you earned your wage for
Lose a third of your income, what have you paid for?
Interest rates are underrated, people feel indated
More money in the system, more debt is created
[Interlude]
We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat
And we sit watching our TV's
While some local newscaster tells us that today
We had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes
As if that's the way it's supposed to be
We know things are bad - worse than bad
They're crazy
It's like everything everywhere is going crazy
So we don't go out anymore
[Verse 2: Atun Sen Geb]
[?] in a hybrid vehicle
On the roof, big a** [?] economic recessions
[Interlude]
I don't want you to protest
I don't want you to riot
I don't want you to write to your congressman
Because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write
I don't know what to do about the depression a
And the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street
All I know is that first you've got to get mad
You've got to say, 'I'm a HUMAN BEING, Goddamnit!
My life has VALUE!'
So I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs
I want you to get up right now and go to the window
Open it, and stick your head out, and yell, 'I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!'
[Verse 3: Rasul Allah]