Ras Kass, Doc Hollywood - The Great Recession lyrics

It is all out war on the productive class in
Our society for the benefit
Of the moocher class
The makers and the takers
The raccoons: they’re not stupid
They intend to do it the easy way
We make it easy for them just like
Well fare recipients all across America
Welfare will create generations of
Utterly irresponsible animals

Fightin’ with Ras
You Qaddafhi with a knife up his ass
Gun to the temple with blast simple and fast
Might switch up the tempo and spazz
Either Occupy Wall Street or
Get you some cash
Start wars in the Middle East
And get you some gas
And if you not the 1% then get you some class
I mean get you some Adderall pay attention
The middle class slaves pay the
Wage of the rich an’
Corporations outsource to China, jobs missing
Emeril, Rachael Ray
Too many cooks in the kitchen
Drones explode on homes to
Quench oil addiction
No correcting the system, economic nepotism
A world affliction, listen
Kill the old, poor, and non-white the mission
Of evangelical Christians
Empty soul no conviction
Police state, a debtors prison
Because capitalism today is
High tech lynching

700 billion bailing banks out of TARP
(but, but, but, but wait it gets worse)
Families evicted out of homes
Living under tarps
(but, but, but, but wait it gets worse)
CEOs with million dollar bonuses
And black hearts
(but, but, but, but wait it gets worse)
So I’m jumping out of water
Like a great white shark
(but, but, but, but wait it gets worse)
Pentagon create tsunamis in Haiti
So thank HARRP
(but, but, but, but wait it gets worse)

I’m still trying to learn how
To break down a blunt
And roll it with one hand
Dirty old man governate &
Father a child with my maid like Conan
Grow an afro and tan
Be looking like soul man
Kick shit like don’t mess with the Zohan
Argue with my girl over head, Michael Lohan
Did enough blow to make abominable snowman
Blow jobs plus no hands equals romance
Call it the good old days… way
Way back in 2007
Before the stock market crashed and
Bernie Madoff went to heaven
I mean prison before The Great Recession
When the country knew we had
An idiot for president
Before Oakland PD assaulted Iraq War veterans
Currently unemployed
Our money no good the currency is unemployed
In Greece, people riot in the streets
We so underground, I’m leviathan on beats
Wall Street gamble your pensions
And sell shares
Ask for justice they call it class warfare
But, but, but, but wait it gets worse
But, but, but, but wait it gets worse