$timulus Plan - Dead Prez, The Evil Genius DJ Green Lantern

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The Amero

Then the Afro

Then the Euro

Anything

For that green

It’s a scam

It’s a scheme

What people do for money

Anything for that green

What people do for money

It’s a scam, it’s a scheme

What people do for money

Anything for that green

We’re talking about a bailout for some of the wealthiest banks in the world,

and yet we can’t seem to help our own citizens who are having foreclosure

crises--

--the bailout on the house floor, warning it could destroy the dollar,

and the global economy--

--working families are suffering, unemployment is over 10% in my own district,

we have over 2,300 people who have lost their homes to foreclosure,

retirement and pension funds are losing value, local government can’t make

decisions--

For a five dollar bill

Certain parts of the real

You can get your blood spilled

On the concrete

Little 17 year old nigga doing foul in the hood

On the prowl, out in these streets

I’ve been in the same situation

Heartbeat racing

You come up or you don’t eat

I done had to sleep in a train station

Going stop to stop, but no place to be

Paperchasing

Filling out applications for weeks

Just trying to get up on my feet

But they ain’t hiring

So a nigga’s forced to resort to the streets

Just to make ends meet

It’s called survival

The struggle continues

If it offends you

Let me remind you

We all have instincts

To do what we have to do

To make it through

And this drive is primal

Whether you at MickeyD’s taking an order

Or coming from Florida transporting a quarter

Or on a corner

We all got needs

I gotta feed my son

He gotta feed his daughter

Naw, I ain’t no capitalist-exploiter

But I know the rules of supply and demand

Whoever controls the product

Controls the supply

And, well, hey that’s the law of the land

Make your own stimulus plan

People lie

People cheat

People steal

People will

Do anything

For that green

It’s a scam

It’s a scheme

You should Google

The Amero

Then the Afro

Then the Euro

Dollar bills don’t make you royal

It can kill you

It can cure you

Love for money

Root of evil

I say lack of it

That’s more accurate

Army, navy, special forces

Rob the land of its resources

Gold, oil, guns, ice

Gas, corn, beans, rice

It’s your life

You better think twice

How bad you want that?

Name your price

Don’t ever think slavery was just about race

Slavery was about money

They say the USA was founded on freedom

But slavery built this country

Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln

Hamilton, Jackson, Grant

Were all slave-owners

And even today

From Clinton to Bush

They running the same game on us

They so-called war on terror

Is just a ploy to get more cheddar

Dinero, the root of all evil

They come in bombing, shooting, exploit the people

And call it freedom

It’s a cold game

And it’s the same from the top of the food chain

All the way down to the little homie in the street gangs

Slanging cocaine, it’s how they do thangs

It’s the American way

Imperialism, have it your way

Whatever it takes

Whoever gets fucked in the process, that’s okay

That’s how they play

So you can’t blame us

Them dead white men on that paper ain’t us

We still gotta hustle for the benefits, man

My grind is my stimulus plan…

And my constituents are concerned about

Where the 700 billion dollars is going

They want to know

Because they get up every morning

They work hard

They give up their tax dollars

And they’re trying to figure out

Where did the money go?

Where’s it going?