Slavery Incorporated
In this rendition, I fight submission
With every fiber of my being
Hell no, I won’t listen or succumb to a submissive
By the power that you’re welding
You are not superior, this is purely circumstancal
Just lucky you do not suffer these financial
Bills & debts that plague us meager
Yet we are stronger, & you are weaker
Cause, if we switched places, you would just die
Oh dear god I can’t live on 225.00
Praying on your knees you would rave & writhe
Have a pity party & commit suicide
So ashamed that you fell from the upper classes
Dying a poor self-righteous pompous bastard
I’d even engrave that in your tombstone
Jus to announce & make known
To future generations so they can all see
That you sir were the epitome of the gluttonous & greedy
Yea me?I found myself falling into that same abyss
But I saved myself from joining you prick
It was when my constitution was weak & my morale was low
This blaze of passion was subsiding so
I caught myself before conforming & buying into the plan
Of the bloody trickle down economics of our dear Uncle Sam
Started having glorified thoughts of greed & grandeur
Pondered filling my voids with materials I pandered
To a market of selling souls for contemptible cost
Into a mire of the feeble the blind and the lost
Yet, now again, my fire is raging, but it was dwindling faster
As I was whipped into compliance by my corporate masters
Then suddenly, an epiphany hit,
Man I ‘m so sick of this shit
I can’t just lay down & die
I have to pick myself up, & dust off, to try
To break the grip of these sorry asses
Those who race rats just to see which is fastest
Cause I am no mouse & I wont chase
My tail in circles waiting for a taste
Of your insufficient funds to cop,
I punctually punch in at the clock
I’m never late, & only get 2 short breaks
Yes, my hours per week, equals my time in slavery
Can I just get a decent job, hmm well maybe?
It depends, if I dance monkey dance
Then I, might stand a chance
If I, kiss enough ass in this ego romance
Just to make them feel great & befall to their mate
Like what they like, & resolve to be fake
& Then one day I’d awake & realize I’m what I hate
A puppet to propaganda that corporations create
& I’ll bet the brown nosed mice do, get far in this world
While the prideful animals like me, are dismissed & hurled
Into the defective quarantine, of the hopeless cases
Of us few who reject the indoctrination of this system basis
But now this program has a virus & its about to crash
Overloaded by the analysis I’ve spit out so fast
So lets reformat this hard drive of outdated software…
An erect an updated vision unparalleled | 
♥Thickness85♥ -- "*Lets Party*-R/F/A/n Bling Me.. *Ty Shawn*" 
