From the recording Existential Threat
You gotta buy MY drugs or else I'm gonna convict.
Drink from MY well, you dig your own you'll be sick.
Listen to MY voice. It's just the news that I picked.
Because, I'm high off the smoke from the fires I lit.
Cause' you're a criminal and I know better than you.
You're a criminal and you'll do just what I say you'll do.
Criminal! I shield your eyes from the truth.
I'm a beast and I'm not under your bed I'm in your living room.
Pay your taxes man! Pay your taxes man!
Don't pay attention to my pockets in the corporate land.
So I can profit just to sell you an insurance plan.
While I hold myself exempt because I know that I can.
I'm set for life on The Hill. I'm trading dollars for Bills.
And if it's gas or guns or poison it's just cash for the kill.
You know I said that I won'r fuck you but you know that I will.
And the medicine I'm selling is what's making you ill.
And while your brothers can't breathe with a knee on their neck.
They'll be calling for their moms while I call for respect.
And if you suckers got an attitude you all can defect.
Cause' I'm going on vacation and I'll do it again.
Cause I'M the one that matters and I'm in so much pain,
From living off your taxes while I'm making you my slaves.
And all this talk of recompense is driving me insane.
It's a shame. You put me here. You have yourself to blame.