Bambu - Progressive Tax lyrics
[Bambu - Progressive Tax lyrics]
I leave em' battered and bloody
Draining out on the bench
Since you love champagne bottles I drag
You round by the neck
It's work boots in the summer
They work you until you bend
I usually don't do temps
But the closer in Cortez
It's Mr aK-47 with a farm worker blade
They get sued by other rappers
I get charged by the state
Drive a mini-van across the desert
Land from California
To make sure I can bring this
Bloody circus to a corner store
Rapper who been making little
Rhymes about your town
Influenced by something
Repackaged and sold to a clown
Stick head into Lion's mouth
See if it chomp down
On a diet of lioness mother fuckers look out
Day labour, how the paper on my iTunes look?
Bout a school around the corner
A couple little red books
Flag a car down right there
At the Pico Home Depot
I just figured that's my calling
How I'm moving all you peoples
Hey Bruv how you spending all that
Money that you making?
More money you make, more money they take
Ain't gonna stop until they breaking the bank
They trying to keep the n --s out the game
Donald Sterling might as well own a label
Cos they all think the same
Fatty, I don't think they heard
I know the education system poor
But today you here to learn
Mathematic how they planned
Keepin four inside a cell
Keep a gate around, in PJs
Now we destined to fail
When the school look like a prison
(And the kids don't ever listen)
Apartment complex like a prison
(Landlord like a warden)
Guess who ready for orientation
Up in that prison
Educated by a villain raised
With criminal wisdom
When the school look like a prison
(And the kids don't ever listen)
Apartment complex like a prison
(Landlord like a warden)
Guess who read for orientation
Up in that prison
Educated by a villain raised
With criminal wisdom
Palm reader said I'm destined to
Not take no shit
I mean should knew because I had
Refused to unclench my fist
This is the clip you find in the
Nick of time when they Nickel-9
Jam-Jam Bam-Bam Frank raps Brrrap
More money you make, more money they take
Ain't gonna stop until they breaking the bank
Hey Bruv how you spending all that
Money that you making?
Draining out on the bench
Since you love champagne bottles I drag
You round by the neck
It's work boots in the summer
They work you until you bend
I usually don't do temps
But the closer in Cortez
It's Mr aK-47 with a farm worker blade
They get sued by other rappers
I get charged by the state
Drive a mini-van across the desert
Land from California
To make sure I can bring this
Bloody circus to a corner store
Rapper who been making little
Rhymes about your town
Influenced by something
Repackaged and sold to a clown
Stick head into Lion's mouth
See if it chomp down
On a diet of lioness mother fuckers look out
Day labour, how the paper on my iTunes look?
Bout a school around the corner
A couple little red books
Flag a car down right there
At the Pico Home Depot
I just figured that's my calling
How I'm moving all you peoples
Hey Bruv how you spending all that
Money that you making?
More money you make, more money they take
Ain't gonna stop until they breaking the bank
They trying to keep the n --s out the game
Donald Sterling might as well own a label
Cos they all think the same
Fatty, I don't think they heard
I know the education system poor
But today you here to learn
Mathematic how they planned
Keepin four inside a cell
Keep a gate around, in PJs
Now we destined to fail
When the school look like a prison
(And the kids don't ever listen)
Apartment complex like a prison
(Landlord like a warden)
Guess who ready for orientation
Up in that prison
Educated by a villain raised
With criminal wisdom
When the school look like a prison
(And the kids don't ever listen)
Apartment complex like a prison
(Landlord like a warden)
Guess who read for orientation
Up in that prison
Educated by a villain raised
With criminal wisdom
Palm reader said I'm destined to
Not take no shit
I mean should knew because I had
Refused to unclench my fist
This is the clip you find in the
Nick of time when they Nickel-9
Jam-Jam Bam-Bam Frank raps Brrrap
More money you make, more money they take
Ain't gonna stop until they breaking the bank
Hey Bruv how you spending all that
Money that you making?