[Verse 1: Dope Knife]
Poppa told me, boy
Get your weight up, get this paper
Get a baker
Stack dough so you can get your cake up
F your neighbor, get a grip
Lettuce with the extra chips
Cheddar and [?]
With plans to be forever rich
That dream was a tad outta context
Promises, now that was a lie
Obviously we stuck in a contest
Most wage slaves pay taxes and die
I want what's mine, don't judge
Everybody wanna chance to be a Rockefeller
Legit, illegit, and stare at the gavel of a judge
Get sick and sing a capella
I be like Smeagol, I want the ring
I want the Kegel all on my thing
I want the bling, something that make a chi-ching
Otherwise keep it succinct
Nigga, I need it, I chase it, a rat and a tail
The system it built 'bout to shatter and fail
I'm madder than hell
Now I'm just looking at pockets and seeing
They happen to swell
[Chorus: Ceschi]
We have seen red chasing these bags
Matador, matador, that's a mean stab
Leaving us bleeding, still we believe in all of our dreams and plans
Matador, matador, that's a clean stab
[Verse 2: Ceschi]
We've watched it fail so many times
Must be a feline, got so many lives
Easy when you got a government to revive
Resuscitating the dying
Beautify rotting with diamonds
Most of us nickel and diming
Yet we stay silent, natural thing to do
When your head is trapped inside of the mouth of a lion
Dreams sold each day
We want it all Our Way
While the Burger Kings we keep serving
Are steadily burning us at the stake
Furnishing homes with bones
Of those worker drones they'll quickly replace
Still we totally buggin bunnies
Chasing carrots inside of an ugly rat race
I don't give a fuck, give me my fame
Step right up to the late stage
May be puppeteering
But we'd rather suck off a baron than be broken and barren
Ay caramba, ay Columbus
We've been colonized so deep
We don't believe that we could ever run this
From Pontius Pilate to pirates to pontiffs, fuck this
[Chorus: Dope Knife]
We have seen red chasing these bags
Matador, matador, that's a mean stab
Leaving us bleeding, still we believe in all of our dreams and plans
Matador, matador, that's a clean stab
[Bridge: Dope Knife]
It's plain to see we can't change we
'Cause we gon' chase this paper for life
It's plain to see we can't change we
'Cause we gon' get this paper, yeah
[Chorus: Dope Knife & Ceschi]
We have seen red chasing these bags
Matador, matador, that's a mean stab
Leaving us bleeding, still we believe in all of our dreams and plans
Matador, matador, that's a clean stab