rage

I'm a broke bitch
But I make a lot of hits
I work three jobs and they don't pay shit
I'm still on the cover of your favorite playlist

Mr. President wanna to take my money
Took it overseas and he got it all bloody
Got to front row seat, you think we don't see
Censoring our screens, ain't that funny?

Burn it all down
Look from the ground
Gave us no choice
Are you listening now?

I just wanna
Rage, rage, rage
I got a lot of
Rage, rage, rage
So fuck it, imma
Rage, rage, rage
I got a lot of
Rage, rage, rage

Mr. Government leaving all your people for dead
But if we're out in the streets then it's a major offense
They might cut my mic, put me under arrest
Because, I don't make music for the 1%

New drop
The "American Dream"
Gotta sell your soul for a bite to eat
And when they scream out "what is all the for?"
Tell them there's nothing more American than starting a war

Burn it all down
Look from the ground
Gave us no choice
Are you listening now?

I just wanna
Rage, rage, rage
I got a lot of
Rage, rage, rage
So fuck it, imma
Rage, rage, rage
I got a lot of
Rage, rage, rage

I'm a broke bitch
(She's a broke bitch)
I work three jobs and they don't pay shit
(She works three jobs and they don't pay shit)
(QUIT)
I'm a broke bitch
(She's a broke bitch)
Nothing left to do but eat the rich
(Nothing left to do but eat the rich)

I just wanna
Rage, rage, rage
I got a lot of
Rage, rage, rage
So fuck it, imma
Rage, rage, rage
I got a lot of
Rage, rage, rage

So fuck it, imma
Rage