Get over on everyone
Success measured with a gun
Winners and losers, it’s all a game
Play the part or get out of the way
Rewarding the most bloodthirsty
Preying on the week, no mercy
Born into this life with no agency
Every choice is made for me
A life I would never want
Born into this system that requires most of us to fucking lose
I am left with nothing, they have never been refused
Behind closed doors- a meeting of the villains
Behind closed doors- decide the fate of millions
You're starving over wages they withheld
It's more efficient to ignore the stench of death
Interest rates set by the Fed
Choices line the street with the dead
Cold hearted calculations that make people suffer while they get rich
Fuck them all
Aversion to loss
When you start with nothing, there's nowhere to go
Justifying murder in cold blood
Their position gifted from above
Run out of money and they’ll let you die in a prison cell
Run out of money and you’ll fucking die in a prison cell
Fucking die