In the Game

you want riches and fame?
you got it
you want them calling your name?
you got it

put your hands up to the queen of the game
but what for the cost
was the exchange?

Three eyes on my side
I got it
knowledge is my pride
I got it

I'm gonna stand up
youre no longer entitled
middle fingers up
to the American Idols

you teach us to contour our noses
your righteous
selling your feminist poses
that's priceless

spending our last dimes
on your makeup lines
faces telling lies
wanting airbrushed thighs

Fuck the gold chains
and your model chicks
fuck your lame bars
on your Trappy hits

the fans love you cause your provocative
but the truth is
you ain't saying shit

you had a choice to be humanity's voice
but you chose to be the muse for the masters amusement

slavery lives
starting with the kids
stop letting the babies mock her movement

I will never bow down
to my knees
not to your decades
of deceit
using melodies
for the hand to cheat

thats why I'll keep singing
fuck the industry

Lost in the Game

Lost in the Game

Lost in the Game

Lost in the Game

Lost in the Game

Lost in the Game

Lost in the Game

Lost in the Game



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