Slave Be the Consumer

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Slave be the consumers.

Producers chain us in jewelry. 

Money over life, 

the reason they ready to shoot at me. 

They tell me what I should be,

never what could I be. 

Battling with my heart,

lost the only part that was good in me. 

This isn't life.

This isn't right.

This is foolery. 

Me against the masses, 

born to fight the fight for the people; 

it's nothing new to me. 

I could care less about your complexion 

if we’re preaching the same message. 

We stay separate

only because we let it. 

Victims of ourselves, 

every culture is indebted

when love is a fetish 

bought on credit.

Damn.

Slave be the consumers, 

producers chain us in jewelry. 

Money over life, 

the reason they ready to shoot at me.