At Corporate headquarters
Greed has no borders
It’s a new world order
Or dis-
Where ignorance is bliss
So let me reminisce
I’ll spit a bit of wit like gambit
Bring the kinetic energy
Freneticly
With imagery and symmetry
Thwartin’ the enemies
And their distilleries
That serve the finest spiritry
Memories of the misery
That lacks publicity
Like spreading democracy partially for industry
It started with for the people by the people
For an hour then soured with power
Tragicomic it became
When the reign of reaganomics
Gave control to the atomic
Dropped the bomb on Saddam
For the oil
Secured the spoils writing off the recoil of the turmoil
While blood spills on Middle Eastern soil
When business requires troops
Government jumps through hoops
Like the Red Cross not serving soup or sauce
The beneficiaries are the bosses like Tweed
They lead with Greed
Gave Tammany an overhaul
Holding court with the ball
Until they install
A corporate America with a sponsored Mantra
FOLLOW THE MASTER’S CARD
It’s plastic avant-garde propaganda
That’ll brand ya
With a label and enable a battle for the cattle
Make em bow to the dow and slave for the jones
Become a cash cow and eat the seeds that are sown
By the lender of the loans
Every gender is prone to the splendors of the vendor
That condones casting of stones until surrender to the throne
My stamp reads return to sender, a numberless contender
Fighting a power schema like stealing from FEMA or rapping about Beamas
Self-wealth is not why I ignite the fire in my eyes comes from a brighter light
Wearing the pyro attire to match the swindle supplier that kindles the desire to form an empire
Body perspires as head nears the fryer give me the bread keep the batter, the latter
Created to cover the chicken and thicken the body
Ideal for the snotty who knows best for the rest like fake breast the image that’s stressed freedom is oppressed when choices are possessed by the jones suggestion
That we don't question only quest for the possession
We’re blind to the mind behind material eyes that materialize with imperial lies
So I try to wrap my head around the dread
So i can spread some med before we’re bled to the bed
Put to sleep by the reap of the gremlin’s keep
Gotta breed a creed to be freed from
Venture darwinism, commercial feudalism