You got your people runnin'
You must be proud of what you did
That don't mean they have to take it anymore
Your god is slowly dyin'
But we're still here so hide away
Won't catch you talkin' to the damaged or the poor
No way
Marry your cousins that's the way
Don't count your meals
It's endin'
Don't say you're sorry it's too late
Motherfucker yeah
Your kind is always flying'
Your followers are mostly dead
Don't you get tired of actin' like a filthy whore
They're tired of always lyin'
Sellin' their bodies every day
Their sacrifices bring you riches bring you wars
Bury your neighbors every day
Don't count that cash
Keep spending'
Your teams still winnin' so let's play