You think you're made of nails We all know you're made of flesh
You think you'd never fail against them but they'll be waiting while you rest
You think you must be sacred & that's the reason you are blessed
You make their lives around you tremble then manufacture in the mess
You think you are God's favorites You think that he is impressed
You whip your slaves & think you're gentle & confrontation you suppress
You think you sow them fortunes & thus a fortune you must get
Entitled to a happy ending but generations won't forget
Your leisure in a palace has got you counting all the steps
You name them all like Monte Cristo amusing for a passing flex
Nutrition never processed; why would it be? You have a chef
You eat breathe sleep well You are healthy Don't even know how much you spent
You see yourself as vital; a necessary hypocrite
You play this game like you are winning but really you just were ahead
Perceive the poor man faulty deserving of their lower class
Refer to us as rats and roaches ironically we are in masse
ForgottenEvilTwin - Never Race, Always Class Lyrics
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You think you're made of nails We all know you're made of flesh
You think you'd never fail against them but they'll be waiting while you rest
You think you must be sacred & that's the reason you are blessed
You make their lives around you tremble then manufacture in the mess
You think you are God's favorites You think that he is impressed
You whip your slaves & think you're gentle & confrontation you suppress
You think you sow them fortunes & thus a fortune you must get
Entitled to a happy ending but generations won't forget
Your leisure in a palace has got you counting all the steps
You name them all like Monte Cristo amusing for a passing flex
Nutrition never processed; why would it be? You have a chef
You eat breathe sleep well You are healthy Don't even know how much you spent
You see yourself as vital; a necessary hypocrite
You play this game like you are winning but really you just were ahead
Perceive the poor man faulty deserving of their lower class
Refer to us as rats and roaches ironically we are in masse
You think you'd never fail against them but they'll be waiting while you rest
You think you must be sacred & that's the reason you are blessed
You make their lives around you tremble then manufacture in the mess
You think you are God's favorites You think that he is impressed
You whip your slaves & think you're gentle & confrontation you suppress
You think you sow them fortunes & thus a fortune you must get
Entitled to a happy ending but generations won't forget
Your leisure in a palace has got you counting all the steps
You name them all like Monte Cristo amusing for a passing flex
Nutrition never processed; why would it be? You have a chef
You eat breathe sleep well You are healthy Don't even know how much you spent
You see yourself as vital; a necessary hypocrite
You play this game like you are winning but really you just were ahead
Perceive the poor man faulty deserving of their lower class
Refer to us as rats and roaches ironically we are in masse
Writer: Stephen Carbajal
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