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FISCALLY UNBOUND
The poor and working class, believed forever bound. Living beneath those who wear the crowns. Just because there wealth and influence astounds.
Until one day the weight we carry causes us to drown. For the loss of life and dignity forced us to look around. Realizing we became slaves to a society where our voices would never sound.
Living in a world where our money would always flow uptown. For the sweat and blood we shed, guarantees us a spot at the burial mound. No longer can we wait and hope for our luck to rebound.
For some of us have waited patiently, to hear the revolution sound. With my gun in hand, I load these rounds. For the war I knew was coming will soon quake the ground.
Until one day the weight we carry causes us to drown. For the loss of life and dignity forced us to look around. Realizing we became slaves to a society where our voices would never sound.
Living in a world where our money would always flow uptown. For the sweat and blood we shed, guarantees us a spot at the burial mound. No longer can we wait and hope for our luck to rebound.
For some of us have waited patiently, to hear the revolution sound. With my gun in hand, I load these rounds. For the war I knew was coming will soon quake the ground.
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