Baba Brinkman, Erica Dee - A Buck and Change lyrics

I seen a lot of people caught up
In a sea of greed and profit
Feedin’ off of weakness like
It’s nothin’ strange sippin’ on a gin and
Tonic thinking they’re invincible
And when it bottoms out they’re
Worth a buck and change

I saw a banker groveling like a beggar on TV
Offering a sovereign nation
His solemn apology
For trading on their freedom
And treating it irresponsibly
And all the people watched him
With their wallets on E
And with their jobs disappearing like they
Were lost in a dream
And his face was a combination
Of withdrawal and need
And alienation, he got a taste for autonomy
And deregulated trading based
On foreign policy
Just a player in the intoxication economy
Speculating away with a cadre of freaks
And chasing the promise of
Personal liberation constantly
And following it into a
Place of bottomless greed
And now this banker was on his knees
Begging the people watching
Not to take away his Audi keys
Not to make him pay
For administrating his office in a
State of unconscious sleep
But the people were angry
And they hated hypocrisy
And instead of naked honesty
The banker was making
Himself out to be a great
Martyr like St augustine and they wondered
How did this monster get off his leash?
We should make some changes to this
Game in which we all compete
But some of them were
Into watching situation comedies
Instead of taking politics to the streets
They couldn’t see
That watchin’ the play of shadows on the
Walls of a cave is obsolete
So the changes weren’t made and
The banker walked free
I seen a lot of people caught up
In a sea of greed and profit
Feedin’ off of weakness like
It’s nothin’ strange sippin’ on a gin and
Tonic thinking they’re invincible
And when it bottoms out they’re
Worth a buck and change

I’ve been crackin’ jokes and havin’ loads
Of plans but no cash
I’m known for passin’ notes in class
And goin’ back to old Cass-
Anova tactics holdin’ hands and poems
And that’s my only passion
So my rap is hope in
Action no relaxin’ though, i’m smashin’
Holes fast in open caskets
Slow dancin’ over scattered
Broken glass I’m cold molasses
No fashion moguls have
My clothes I’m happy sowin’ patches
I don’t have a home I’d rather
Roam the map with no attachments
So I’m a laughin’ nomad
Though I travel lonely paths and
Roads that average joes can’t
I won’t collapse and go flaccid
No chance it won’t happen
Only after no challenge known
To man goes unmastered
Only after more than half my
Bones are fractured only passive
Goats and cattle go to pasture no
One asked for prose they asked
For smokin’ raps like solar flashes
Flowin’ past the globe’s axis
So I task my overactive dome
With matchin’ no one’s standards
And only hatchin’ poems that have
The motions of explosive gasses

I seen a lot of people caught up
In a sea of greed and profit
Feedin’ off of weakness like
It’s nothin’ strange sippin’ on a gin and
Tonic thinking they’re invincible
And when it bottoms out they’re
Worth a buck and change