00.1 percenters

 song about the elites and corrupt politicians controlling the world. the 00.1 percent control 99 per cent, the dollar gets saved and it gets spent, if they want a show gas them in a circus tent like 1945, nonone makes it out alive and we dont discriminate by race, come to the captian you can plead your case, Master Race dont leave a trace your getting wipped from history, i bet theyve got seals tryna get rid of me and S.A.S 
In this case more is less
, less trouble, only 6 million casualties we could make it double we could break the record, then the beat drops. Tuck cops spray till it jams i like glocks but id prefer a berreta, cold blood and your wearing a sweater, now its stained red, watch you take your last breathe now this carnts dead but theres no goodbye, step by step ill walk you through how to die, look me up and down and give me the eye & you get sent to the sky your soul gets snatched, sending shots with a bannana clip atached youll get matches ill light this bish up like its a candle, too hot to handle ive got my hands full and my fingers on the trigger, fly the flag its a red and white swastika look what its costing ya, its your whole race well guess whos winning Gold, then we are mining for diamonds and precious gems, when you chop a mix take out the stems and plant the seeds in your garden, ill write a letter to the king and get a pardon, to myself , i exuse you, i dont care whos who boo hoo it was all you,  go punch on with a red kangaroo, or you could reposes me a holden maloo and we can call it even, and ill shoot you in thr back of the head as your leavin 

male, blues, soul, r&b