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Music By: Ahmed Hussein: Spotify handel: @USTATH
Nothing to lose
It’s a rouse
A fine print clause
The powerful abuse
Politicians making millions, On the backs of millions
Its a new normal, same illusions
Media conspiracies
Revolving around economies
Publicizing fantasies
Hiding realities.
Broken hopes, shattered dreams
Unheard screams and broken mirrors
Filled with horrors, of depression
A reflection
Built through aggression
A future desolate
Are we late?
gift from the present
Mistakes, not presents
Blinded by greed
Planted by a seed, jealousy and need.
Money talks, money walks
Up the beanstalk
Chasing a prized stock
The golden egg
While the poor beg
Promise to reach the top
Not knowing when to stop
It’s a race, rats race
reach a space
Surrounded by shiny walls, fancy glitter
Expensive suits that matter
Cars, wealth etc
A sense of power
To over throw and conquer
The weaker opposition
In a perfect position
To be the master of oppression
Traits of an opportunists
Similar to a capitalist
Ideal hypocrites
A prerequisite
Validated and meant
For the next president
Spreading lies and deceit
With a power of a tweet
A few characters
But not the right character
Likes and shares
Toppings for your welfare
That’s all they care
A feed full of hype
Attracting a certain type
Claiming knowledge from a book
Unreliable source, Take a Guess, Facebook
Masters of corruption
The worlds destruction
That’s the future
Not so secure
Hanging by a thread
While the scholars read
We are slaves and unfed
The disclaimer we all ignore
Cause we want more!
Money, power and fame
It’s all the same
Struggle and hustle
Put food on the table
Survival of the fittest
If you’re the richest.
So how do we choose
Right or wrong
The list is long
Bureaucrat or realist
Shit I don’t know
I’m an idealist.
By Dev ChhaniyaraMusic By: Ahmed Hussein: Spotify handel: @USTATH
Nothing to lose
It’s a rouse
A fine print clause
The powerful abuse
Politicians making millions, On the backs of millions
Its a new normal, same illusions
Media conspiracies
Revolving around economies
Publicizing fantasies
Hiding realities.
Broken hopes, shattered dreams
Unheard screams and broken mirrors
Filled with horrors, of depression
A reflection
Built through aggression
A future desolate
Are we late?
gift from the present
Mistakes, not presents
Blinded by greed
Planted by a seed, jealousy and need.
Money talks, money walks
Up the beanstalk
Chasing a prized stock
The golden egg
While the poor beg
Promise to reach the top
Not knowing when to stop
It’s a race, rats race
reach a space
Surrounded by shiny walls, fancy glitter
Expensive suits that matter
Cars, wealth etc
A sense of power
To over throw and conquer
The weaker opposition
In a perfect position
To be the master of oppression
Traits of an opportunists
Similar to a capitalist
Ideal hypocrites
A prerequisite
Validated and meant
For the next president
Spreading lies and deceit
With a power of a tweet
A few characters
But not the right character
Likes and shares
Toppings for your welfare
That’s all they care
A feed full of hype
Attracting a certain type
Claiming knowledge from a book
Unreliable source, Take a Guess, Facebook
Masters of corruption
The worlds destruction
That’s the future
Not so secure
Hanging by a thread
While the scholars read
We are slaves and unfed
The disclaimer we all ignore
Cause we want more!
Money, power and fame
It’s all the same
Struggle and hustle
Put food on the table
Survival of the fittest
If you’re the richest.
So how do we choose
Right or wrong
The list is long
Bureaucrat or realist
Shit I don’t know
I’m an idealist.

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