Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Man's World (1%)

You get up and howl about America and
There is no America, there is no
We no live in a world of nations and ideologies
The is a college of corporations
Inexorably determined by the immutable bylaws of
The world is a business and I have chosen you to preach evangel

For all my market, health care-robbing
Stock-stealing, retirement fuckin'-with niggas
Fuck your little card-scamming, jewelry-stealing
Crack-selling, liquor store-robbing,
Shout out to the homies Carnegie, OG Willy Hearst
Farouk, Rockefeller the real
My main bitch Leona, pour out a little the 13th
Rothstein, Jack Abramoff, hold ya head
My Rothschild
GET THIS MONEY!

[1st
I spend my day pairin' America
Pension for the workers, nigga
Embezzlement etiquette, private
I'm better confederate rhetoric
From my mansion in
Foreclose, evict out of tenement
I twist like a speech impediment
I you got good credit, bitch
If not, better get a new job with
While I play golf niggas I get cheddar with
New buys brand new carats
My old money bought your grandparents
You got grills in your mouth, I mad at ya
I own every goldmine in Africa
Thanks, baby, you made me a
Plus I own a building for each one of my children, that's the shit
Snort in the whip, Miss USA suckin' my dick
Yeah, what! Fuck the law cause real is for suckas
I go to country club prison, you motherfuckers
(I am the 1 percent, bitch!)

You know my CEO, steeze, please
Overthrow overseas in a breeze
Politicians in my pockets for a few Gs
So if I'm ever in court, my will never freeze

[2nd
I got a job and a house and a bank
When I'm out, I doubt that's you can say
And if not I'll fake death like Kenneth Lay
Make money everyday the world burns on its
While y'all to pay taxes
I'm my money the fastest
Memos and faxes, up documents
Slush funds through the corrupt
But don't want me indited
Cause they don't want my dirty laundry when I'd fight it
Don't get my lawyers
Cause what is a law if you can't rewrite it
I got CIA,
Dictators, so y'all whistleblowers and haters (SHEEEEEEIIIIITTT!)
All of this money from
In the bank 9/11 widows go to
who I pray to, fuck the state of the world
Money talks so what the fuck I need to say to ya
(I don't pay to fuck! I pay them to leave!)

2]
You my CEO, corporate steeze, greed
I treat countries like the IMF, down on your
Real gangstas run the world, what you believe
I'll cut down a forest you niggas burnin' some trees
I'll get your murdered for a couple of Gs
Cause your working class money ain't fucking me
You think rappers are rich cause of you heard
My labels make the money and have them rap the words

Verse]
Yacht in the ocean, coastin' the sails out
Hey America, for the bailouts
I off with the Banco Ambrosiano
Got away scot-free Il Vaticano
act a bitch, get mad at me
Cause of my charity
80 to the staff and company
And 20 to the homeless and hungry
The country pay the Fed Reserve
Kick back to the banksters, you learned
You protest cops or patrols on the
But I bought hall so I own the police
E-mail, Facebook, and the you tweet
All the phone companies, so I heard you
My suggestion is correction
No elections, sex no affection
No invention of to world of man
Will exist I got the money in my hand
World Bank interest damn rape on the spot
But I'm gangsta, you gon' take my money it or not nigga
(I got country in my pocket, motherfucker!)

3]
You know my CEO, masonic steeze,
Only little pay all these taxes and fees
Since you were born we control what you and you read
And soon we're gonna own the fuckin' air that you breathe
I what I want, fucker, I don't have to say please
I you that it's good for you, take it and leave
You think are a face of a nation
I put 'em all way off, end of the conversation!