JU$T (feat. Pharrell Williams & Zack de la Rocha)

Mastered economics 'cause you took yourself from squalor Slave Mastered academics 'cause your grades say you a scholar Slave Mastered Instagram 'cause you can instigate a follow Shit Look at all these slave masters posin' on yo' dollar Get it yeah Look at all these slave masters Ayy posin' on yo' dollar Get it yeah Look at all these slave masters Ayy posin' on yo' dollar Get it Look at all these slave masters Ayy posin' on yo' dollar Get it yeah Look at all these slave masters Ayy Business time I'm on mine I be mindin' mine Make money Every time on my grind I’m just tryna shine Stay sunny Make a dollar government they want a dozen dimes No cap The petty kind might kill ya 'cause they see you shine Stay strapped I done had to have a talk with myself many times For real Am I a hypocrite 'cause I know I did plenty crimes Yes I'm is I get broke too many times I might slang some dimes Back to trappin' You believe corporations runnin' marijuana How that happen Ooh And your country gettin' ran by a casino owner Ooh Pedophiles sponsor all these fuckin' racist bastards They do And I told you once befo' that you should kill your master It's true Now that's the line that's probably gon' get my ass assassinated Yeah-yeah yeah Master of these politics you swear that you got options Slave yeah Master of opinion 'cause you vote with the white collar Slave The Thirteenth Amendment says that slavery's abolished Shit Look at all these slave masters posin' on yo' dollar Get it Look at all these slave masters Ayy posin' on yo' dollar Get it yeah Look at all these slave masters Ayy posin' on yo' dollar Get it Look at all these slave masters Ayy posin' on yo' dollar Get it yeah Look at all these slave masters Confucius said Man you better thug out get the bag and then bug out Uh Try to run home you might run your luck out 'Cause just when your bases loaded They'll roll a grenade in the dugout You're out Earth folk not a mellow bunch We got our thumbs in the air like hell or bust Uh Look at who we done blessed with our trust I don't think we'll be left with too much Hand on my heart and my mind on my drugs Got a Vonnegut punch for your Atlas shrugs They love to not love it's just that dumb Lord sweet Buddha please make me numb Brain bounce off walls like a sentient Roomba Just found out his creator's stupid Lit by the supermoon I'm too lucid Plus got shrooms in the blood I'm zoomin' Beep beep Richie this is New York City The X on the map where the pain keep hitting Just us ducks here sitting Where murderous chokehold cops still earnin' a livin' Funny how some say money don't matter That's rich now isn't it get it Comedy Try to sell a pack of smokes to get food Get killed and it's not an anomaly But hey it's just money Mastered economics 'cause you took yourself from squalor Slave yeah Mastered academics 'cause your grades say you a scholar Slave Mastered Instagram 'cause you can instigate a follow Shit yeah Look at all these slave masters Yeah-yeah Let it sink in Yeah 2020 run the map Raw uncut yeah my hourglass Don't watch it spill to the bottom half You see the piece now run it fast On the tarmac in a starter jack C4 when I run it back Like a track star run a record lap Nah like when his needle catch Yeah Clean look poet pugilist A shooter's view a Zapruder flick Yeah Too rude for ya rudiments Who convinced you you could move against the crew in this Comin' up through the fence Off shore outta Port-au-Prince Yeah Overture left his fingerprints On our hearts at the gate and the world our residence How can we be the peace When the beast gonna reach for the worst Yeah Tear all the flesh off the Earth Stage set for a deafening reckoning Quick like the pace of a verse So I'm questioning this quest for things As a recipe for early death threatening Yeah But the breath in me is weaponry For you it's just money