Forever Poor - Those Poor Bastards

I’m gonna be forever poor

I’m gonna have nothing at all

They keep us weak

They keep us dumb

We stay in line and we conform

Oh wealth is death and greed is endless

We poor folks gotta rise up and end this

I’m talking guns I’m talking knives

I’m talking unforgivable crimes

If we stay meek the end will come

Our ghosts will burn up

In the motherfucking sun

Oh wealth is death and greed is endless

We poor folks gotta rise up and end this

Illuminati, Reptilian

Illuminati, Reptilian

Well here we come

They’ve had their chance now it’s our turn

To cleanse the soil

It all must burn, burn, burn

Then we’ll go back to how it was

When man and beast suffered as one

Oh wealth is death and greed is endless

We poor folks gotta rise up and end this

Illuminati, Reptilian

Illuminati, Reptilian

Well here we come

We’re motherfucking coming