(Verse 1)
I never wanted to be famous, I just wanted a little luxury
A little comfort, a cup of something, some company
Fill the room up with a couple people that fuck with me
I call them family. Nah no cameras please
This country's more than a compromise
Tell you all kinds of lies on dot coms
Fill you up with fear then pills then doctor bills
Send you back to your job for that tax money they rob
Economy built on the backs of the Blacks that were killed
But it ain't about race, it's about those paper dollar bills
Fives, tens, twenties, fifties and bucks. Fill 'em up
Raise the gas price so you've got some trouble just filling up
The race card is a side effect of the greed
So fuck Black or White, problems come from the green
The problems come from taking more than they need
Shit, I need a minute to breathe

(Hook)
American greed
Pledge allegiance to The Powers That Be
Dead Presidents on American green
Sell me a lie, an American Dream

(Verse 2)
There's a war going on; not overseas
I'm talking overseers in offices and officers on these streets
And then the bullshit they pump on TV
Is how you can't trust the street you grew up on at least
And then they flash diamonds and then they preach
The importance of credit reports and purchase receipts
And then they raise a flag and say that they have
The blessing of God, tell you repent and then repeat
It's bullshit, really all bullshit
Basic differences lead to divisions, which
Multiplied by greed, add up to dividends
Keep the poor people dumb so they can get it in
Fear Muslims, hire less blacks
Pay women less, clown people that choose the same sex
Can't even fix a fucking bridge or the pavement
Send your kid to decent schools? Gotta send payments
Listen up: know better, smarten up
Do better, smart is not smart enough
Stop wasting your money dummy
Money, power, respect they can take nothing from me
Break bread

(Hook)