Let it burn they said, stop making sense Get to work, make the pense To make the proper omelet first you gotta break the fence To get inspired until you reach the rot board, and make a dent The stress of making bread hits the bread winner in the bread box Nauseous, bred to be a thread but tasked to hold it like a dreadlock More fit to swab the deck than be the captain of the dreadnought This boat will stay in motion as the ocean haven't rest stops Til breath stops, you move forth, a fifth to cheers the new course The new presence, dog just sicks the chew toy, rolls the smooth seven But ate it on a journey to the new port But won't get it And settles for a few loose camels in a food desert Let us pray Don't believe then let us say Proclaim An empty pocket's just a call for change No fist that strikes the hull is ever sinking what's contained So even if we lose the war we'll fight another day He walks with a strut, you'll know him from the limp Strides as if untouched but takes a punch and takes a hint The shell is looking fresh but carries much beneath the fit Thinks you catch more dimes with a smile than a wince Maybe, more flies with some sugar than some shit But you can't hold much if you've never come to grips Arms carry tracks but they never touched the fix The inner work is harder and the aims to work it smarter Or you'll get more than you've bargained for with less than you could barter As you argue bout the rules with the man who wrote the charter Thrust upon the battlefield with presence and some ardor Could almost make your corrugated shield come off as armor Let us pray Don't believe then let us say Proclaim An empty pocket's just a call for change No fist that strikes the hull is ever sinking what's contained So even if we lose the war we'll fight another day Look look not all whose stomach's growl will learn to cook Even some when comes to nutrients will never cross the brook The fish that meets the worm and neglects to toss the hook They're shook, ain't no such thing as suffering Succotash, no succulents grow beneath the underpass You must bend to the light to grow, a flex that some will cast Aside, with lessons the past provides, calcified The experience raised them and yet submit to patricide Look I've worn my sole in walks in hopes to find peace And better me's, with calloused feets and lumps, resigned grief Ouchi-gari to textbooks I got, please A setback won't stop me, a dollar don't define me Let us pray Don't believe then let us say Proclaim An empty pocket's just a call for change No fist that strikes the hull is ever sinking what's contained So even if we lose the war we'll fight another day

One for the money Two for the people who keep asking me for it Each missed bill collector call is a splash in the torrent The way I handle cash is deplorable Drab and extorted Got it honest unlike the payday lenders Minus sign preceding the melee's measure Karen in the veins of this waylaid temper Then remember I'm the manager, the bank, and the lender I got a bar about being broke for every metaphor Pusha T flips for dope, when it's brick, need a coat But the wind feeds me rope, when I gotta have footing first I'm in the red in every realm of the multiverse Every morning, I wake up in a debtor's prison Two bags of ready rice, arteries need exorcisms Instead I can't breathe steeped in lecture-giving Television screen reads, See Mr. Levin slipping Got rich quick, then I went broke quicker Sprinted to the bag, then I dumped it in the river Hate to ask for money, always spend it on the liquor Sprinted to the bag, then I dumped it in the river Whiskey bottle guts same color as my greedy eyes Drained of funding quick as corporate budgets for D&I Finances dunked on me, I'm squeaking by Hit my knees heaving up turkey grease and lies Dollar after dollar not a dollop of panna cotta Need a loan or loaf of bread? Well, I gotta borrow flour In the soup with bottom feeders, I'm chowderheaded monster Downtown embarrassed my Adidas pressed her Prada Haven't had to pay a student loan in two years Old debts nuclear Nelnet bruised cheer Where's a stimmy when you need it Got me listening for secrets Wait a long time for an offer to repeat them Couldn't even budget time for these last few bars Looking for a part-time Julie Andrews job Spoon full of sugar makes the serotonin leap Down to rations hope I didn't overeat Got rich quick, then I went broke quicker Sprinted to the bag, then I dumped it in the river Hate to ask for money, always spend it on the liquor Sprinted to the bag, then I dumped it in the river

Money when's the last you tried To live a day with a positive outcome without it by your side When's the last time you took a deep breath and felt really alive Without a dime for a coffee or a brew son or a dollar for a ride When it's gone where's your pride Even your crew waving bye Broke is the accurate phrasing for what you're feeling inside Lord save him a nickel for a smile that don't feel like a lie Forbid another sorrow may grace him cause he may not survive Another prayer for the people in the front that put their all in the grind Work away for a little bit of something but not a gem in the mine Another prayer for the people in the back that just continue to climb When so many of us let it take us and no longer want to try Anxious awaits as I strap the fat lace Kicks, stretch in place, make moves in the rat race Car notes pacing at the door, in that case Stomach gotta wait, no stuffing my fat face The government that taste, utilities that taste Rent come around to make my wallet a pâté Swallows every hour that I'm working in that place Exhausted, only thing to show is the gas tank Yikes because now that is hitting a spike Shit another 20 cents and I'll be taking a bike Sunshine and fun times is taking a hike Even a raise, yo that pocket change ain't making it right Hold tight don't want dreams taking a flight Downed planes to court change for saving my life Got a pocket full of will and drive to make it a fight Passion is fueling me and breaking the heist The light man wants change The tax man wants change Car broke they want change Even complacent want change Hopes and dreams buried under statements from anesthesiologists and orthopedic surgeons In unmarked graves with compounding un-interest Cause I got a shovel and a will to survive God made dirt and dirt don't hurt If you follow the 10 segment rule Design Find brick Stack brick Raise tall Watch crumble Take up arms Snatch the building next door Wash, rinse, repeat That's the scent of a ten cent stench decadence You can afford the cake and the silver trident Family heirloom of finance the air wreaks of violence And we fight to fund the tentacles of tyrants While my pockets are on silent The phones charged credit cards don't balance Argue bout tax, class warfare, the valiance Get hung up about the pattern on the valance Buffalo stance to no chance we romanticize The rug burn, work ethic til we're fried Switch code, change the rhyme patterning Break bread, break a leg, check staggering It's maddening the depression recession proof Then that bubble pop let your guard down Dow drops Doors seem to lock when opportunity knock And you'll be lucky if you get to even piss in the pot