Karl Marx

If you side with the right
You scared, your scared
If you ride with left
You scared, you scared
If you fuck with government
You scared, you scared
Cuz it's only Karl Marx
Motherfuckers in here

If you ride with the right
You scared, your scared
If you side with left
You scared, you scared
If you fuck with government
You scared, you scared
Cuz it's only Karl Marx
Motherfuckers in here

If you ride with the right
You scared, your scared
If you side with left
You scared, you scared
If you fuck with government
You scared, you scared
Cuz it's only Karl Marx
Motherfuckers in here

Cooped up in a cage
Getting shocked with a pole
Forced to run in place
Til the shoes have no soul
Automated gig
Got me wondering how we stay man
Beak up to the stone
Fucking grind us til we cave man
Amen to the lord every Sunday
Ghost in the machine
First thing come Monday
Stuck in a routine
Like a traffic jam one way
Hoping to get free
Somehow someday
See all live, but all play
To second hand watches
And we all watch
As this all flashes past our retina
The clock strikes the battle cry of what?
The battle cry of working class America
It's a hundred hours work
For a single days pay
Thinking bout tomorrow
While we working for today
If you ain't talking money
Get the fuck up out our way
Said it's a whole lot of mouths to feed
We don't fucking play

If you side with the right
You scared, your scared
If you ride with left
You scared, you scared
If you fuck with government
You scared, you scared
Cuz it's only Karl Marx
Motherfuckers in here

If you ride with the right
You scared, your scared
If you side with left
You scared, you scared
If you fuck with government
You scared, you scared
Cuz it's only Karl Marx
Motherfuckers in here

For real tho
Flesh and blood and steel flow
From back to back shifts
Hours long enough to kill yo
Got myself thinking
Whats this paycheck really worth
I never see my children
But can't stand 'em in no dollar shirt
Tell me who can't relate
Putting food on they plate
For they crew and the fam
Said these are the stakes
This is America
You got what it takes?
To work a a factory gig
Double shift til you break
And even when they see you
Stack your O's by the book
They treat you like a criminal
Cuz your color's got 'em shook
Look man I got fam south of the border
Who need more than a quarter a piece
To keep all my affairs up in order
That's a cut for my mom
A cut for the lease
A cut for the car
A cut for the kids
Man, I think I'm going crazy
I need Karl Marx in this bitch
Cuz I'm done fucking with this
Punk government

Push 'em out, punk 'em out
Punk 'em out, push 'em out
Push 'em out, punk 'em out
Punk 'em out, push 'em out
Push 'em out, punk 'em out
Punk 'em out, push 'em out
Push 'em out, punk 'em out
Punk 'em out, push 'em out

Push 'em out, punk 'em out
Punk 'em out, push 'em out
Push 'em out, punk 'em out
Punk 'em out, push 'em out
Push 'em out, punk 'em out
Punk 'em out, push 'em out
Push 'em out, punk 'em out
Punk 'em out, push 'em out

If you side with the right
You scared, your scared
If you ride with left
You scared, you scared
If you fuck with government
You scared, you scared
Cuz it's only Karl Marx
Motherfuckers in here

If you ride with the right
You scared, your scared
If you side with left
You scared, you scared
If you fuck with government
You scared, you scared
Cuz it's only Karl Marx
Motherfuckers in here

Push 'em out, punk 'em out
Punk 'em out, push 'em out
Push 'em out, punk 'em out
Punk 'em out, push 'em out
Push 'em out, punk 'em out
Punk 'em out, push 'em out
Push 'em out, punk 'em out
Punk 'em out, push 'em out



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Writer(s): Cesar Cervantes
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