Hell No from Gruvy Bytes by Boris K

You say you shopping like a billionaire, but you're ill prepared to take a moment to be aware that nobody cares
Your lack of awareness scares me
And tears me up and
Makes me wanna cry in my cups
For the real wealth that you've given up on
The game is taking shape as we
Ape the faces of the vapid waste cases
And we wanna trade places?
Head upstairs to the upper chambers?
Have we bled enough, sweated enough? Or can they easily replace us?

I keep my heart big and quiet
No longer in the riot, silently on a drama diet
Not really looking to find it
It's right here, there isn't nothing to find
Don't let the grind kill the flowers planted all around your mind
The whole damn thing is built on people feeling empty
And needy and bare
Like we need some silver flowers in our hair
We got to tear down the lies and see the world better through clearer and brighter eyes
To lead us to a better future
A better condition
It's time for a kind of quiet sedition
Where we give our time to not climbing the cages
We develop a better mission
Close up history's pages
Be artists and sages
And say hell no unfair wages

Stop choosing psychopaths for the ruling class
Take them all to task for the mess that they sold us
Stop sucking at the corporate breast
We can choose a better way
We're not beholden to no one
We can elect to stop playing
If we just stay put, and put heart back in the work we do and the things we make
We can forsake this ugly edifice of everything that's plastic and fake
Give more than we take
Put on the brakes
Think of what's at stake

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