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Class Conscious

Gustavo Bustermann

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Wake up in the same broke-ass neighborhood
Same empty fridge, same bills overdue
But somehow you out here cheerin' for the suit
Who cut the welfare and left your ass on mute
Talkin' 'bout family values while your kids go hungry
Vote for the billionaire who don't give a fuck about your money
They point at the immigrant, say he took your job
While the real thief countin' stacks and laughin' hard
You mad at the single mom on food stamps
But silent when the CEO get another tax break
Divide and conquer, keep the poor distracted
Fightin' each other while the rich stay untouched
Buildin' walls in your mind so you never see the class
Just wave that flag and kiss the boot that kick your ass
This slum just the usual fuckin' routine

Where ya been while tha system was steppin'?
Now tha bosses got tha whole world flexin'
Everybody wanna keep tha poor folk kneelin'
Class conscious? Nah, you still lost in tha fog
That's some real dumb shit, dog
They got you swingin' at ghosts in tha dark
While tha 1% get richer n' you still broke as toast
Wake tha fuck up, wake tha fuck up!

Walkin' past the projects, hear the same old talk
Them liberals hate us, they soft, they talk
Meanwhile the right-wing fox got your head in a vice
Feedin' you culture war while they raise the price of rice
But quiet when they privatize the schools and the books
Pension gone, healthcare gone, wages stay flat
But you still out here screamin' like a rat
They sold you identity, sold you the culture fight
So you never look up and see who's really holdin' the knife
Poor black, poor white, poor brown, same struggle
But they got you hatin' each other while they rob you blind
Ain't no solidarity when the mind's colonized
Just another pawn in the game they designed
Are you really who they look the fuck up to?
Racist run up, get punched the fuck out
Motherfucker, you can stay at the mall
Everything you buy, taxes gon' shut it down
The government fuckin' you over before thirty-five

Where ya been while tha system was steppin'?
Now tha bosses got tha whole world flexin'
Everybody wanna keep tha poor folk kneelin'
Class conscious? Nah, you still lost in tha fog
That's some real dumb shit, dog
They got you swingin' at ghosts in tha dark
While tha 1% get richer n' you still broke as toast
Wake tha fuck up, wake tha fuck up!

I ain't sayin' every rich man evil, every poor man pure
But if you keep votin' for the ones who keep you poor
Then the joke's on you, and the laugh's on the bank
They don't care about your race, your God, or your rank
They care about the profit, the surplus, the cut
History show it clear: When workers unite
The system shake, the bosses start to feel the fright
But as long as you stay sleep, divided by the noise
They'll keep sellin' you hate and callin' it choice
So next time you step in that booth, think twice
Ask yourself who really benefit from your sacrifice
Or stay a tool in their machine
Either wake the fuck up, or keep livin' the dream
You got class tomorrow, bitch
You keep messin' around in them streets
You ain't gon' make it to the next grade
Enough with all this talkin'
Matter of fact, get out the van, homeboy
Walkin' around like you God's gift to the world
But you ain't shit, everybody know

Where ya been while tha system was steppin'?
Now tha bosses got tha whole world flexin'
Everybody wanna keep tha poor folk kneelin'
Class conscious? Nah, you still lost in tha fog
That's some real dumb shit, dog
They got you swingin' at ghosts in tha dark
While tha 1% get richer n' you still broke as toast
Wake tha fuck up, wake tha fuck up!

Composição: Gustavo Bustermann