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Sitting in the kitchen surrounded by knives Looking for my survival guideThe man on the TV come to tell me who diedHe never has the decency to act alive Sitting on the corner of heart attack and vine Watching people live their lieWalking on the street looking up to street signs None of the arrows point to my mindAnd there's a man sitting in a cellHe's about to set sail He's got a story to tell so he bangs out a beat so he can tell it wellWe got two million people in jailThat is disgusting that is a crime upon itselfEvery single one of them is a big bag of dollar billsFor some soulless business man up high up on a hillI'm taking a free ride swallowing my pride becoming the criminalWho's taking the man down put him in the pound he's killing us subliminalYou know I shit talk and I probably smoke pot and spit in the face of your generalCatch me if you canAs free as I am You think you're right on my trailYou're just a dog chasing your tailLife it lives off lives One must die for the other to survive Letras de cancionesThe rich man sits on a poor mans chest If your poor you know the restThe richest man he's in officeDoesn't know what it is to have less Says he's got your best interest but running you is a businessThere's a method to this madness make a mosaic in your mind How could you protect your people from the corporate swine?Me and my friends we go improve your billboard signs Single drops in the bucket who say fuck it art is a beautiful crimeCatch me if you canAs free as I am You think you're right on my trailYou're just a dog chasing your tail From Letras Mania