American Dream is not a reality - The Tax Man

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[Intro]
[Spoken Word][Duet]
[Male Vocal: Gritty] Yo… nah, this don’t feel right.
[Male Vocal: Gritty] Look me in the eye and tell me this ain’t robbery.
[Male Vocal: Smooth] Relax, kid, this is how the game been played.
[Male Vocal: Smooth] You were taxed before your first breath ever got made.

[Verse 1]
[Duet]
[Male Vocal: Gritty] You really takin’ forty percent out my check?
Before I even touch it, it’s already gone, what the hell is that?
I break my back all week, no sleep, go numb,
And you scoop your cut first like you the one that got it done.

I’m starin’ at the stub like, “Bro, this theft.”
Whole damn week and I’m left with the leftovers left.
You call that “normal life”? That sound insane.
How you eatin’ off my plate before I bring it in the frame?

[Male Vocal: Smooth] Yeah. That’s how it goes, that’s the plan.
You bleed for the check, I tax what I can.
Don’t start cryin’, that won’t change shit.
You signed up the moment you exist.

[Pre‑Hook]
[Duet]
[Male Vocal: Gritty] So you tax my check, then you tax what I spend,
Then you tax it again on the back end?
You got your hand in my pocket, your boot on my neck,
Then you tell me “work harder” while you choke my check?

[Male Vocal: Smooth] I tax your grind, then I tax your rest,
Every little swipe is another little test.
Call it “civic duty,” call it “law,”
But really it’s a leash that you’ll never see fall.

[Hook]
[Duet][Harmonies]
[Male Vocal: Smooth] I’m the Tax Man – yeah, I take that.
[Male Vocal: Gritty] I get paid – you just break that.
[Male Vocal: Smooth] Swipe that card – I’ma trace that.
[Male Vocal: Gritty] Think it’s mine? You erase that.

[Male Vocal: Smooth] I’m the Tax Man – better face that.
[Male Vocal: Gritty] Whole damn check – you can taste that.
[Male Vocal: Smooth] Do you own it? Don’t say that.
[Duet] Miss one payment – I replace that.

[Verse 2]
[Duet]
[Male Vocal: Gritty] Tax on the rent, tax on the light,
Tax on the food when I’m hungry at night.
Tax on the ride just to get to the grind,
Then tax on the shit that I bought with my time.

If I breathe too loud, you gon’ bill that too?
Put a meter on my lungs, charge me when I move?
I’m fightin’ just to keep my head off the floor,
And you stand there smirkin’ like, “I’ll take a little more.”

[Male Vocal: Smooth] Now you finally get the script.
Every step you take, we already got a grip.
You don’t own nothin’, that title’s a joke.
We lend you the dream, keep the chain on your throat.

Miss one bill, we come shake the tree.
Miss two bills, now you deal with me.
Miss three bills, now we flip that switch.
Cold steel bars for a broke ass “rich.”

[Hook]
[Duet][Harmonies]
[Male Vocal: Smooth] I’m the Tax Man – yeah, I take that.
[Male Vocal: Gritty] I get paid – you just break that.
[Male Vocal: Smooth] House, car, chain – I can chase that.
[Male Vocal: Gritty] Think it’s safe? You erase that.

[Male Vocal: Smooth] I’m the Tax Man – better face that.
[Male Vocal: Gritty] Every dream – you can place tax.
[Male Vocal: Smooth] Do you own it? Don’t say that.
[Duet] Miss one payment – I replace that.

[Bridge]
[Duet]
[Male Vocal: Gritty] So if everything I touch ain’t really mine,
And you stand right there with your hand in my spine,
If I gotta pay forever just to hold what I hold,
Tell me straight: do I own anything in this world at all?

[Male Vocal: Smooth] No. You just rent from the day you born.
From the crib to the grave to the suit you worn.
We own the land, we own the debt.
You run in circles, don’t forget.

[Break]
[Spoken Word][Duet]
[Male Vocal: Gritty] You tax my flesh…
[Male Vocal: Smooth] And I tax your time.
[Male Vocal: Gritty] You own my cage…
[Male Vocal: Smooth] But I own the design.

[Hook]
[Duet][Harmonies]
[Male Vocal: Smooth] I’m the Tax Man – yeah, I take that.
[Male Vocal: Gritty] You take bread, but you can’t take fact.
[Male Vocal: Smooth] You get paid – I’ma break that.
[Male Vocal: Gritty] You break me, but I won’t break back.

[Male Vocal: Smooth] Do you own it? Don’t say that.
[Male Vocal: Gritty] In my soul, you can’t place tax.
[Duet] Miss one payment – you can chase that,
But inside, I’m free where you can’t track.

[Outro]
[Duet][Fade Out]
[Male Vocal: Gritty] So I give you my life and you call it a fee…
And if I slip once, you come takin’ it from me.
[Male Vocal: Smooth] You don’t own anything; you just rent your whole life from me.
[Male Vocal: Gritty] …Yeah. And that’s exactly why I’m fuckin’ angry.

[Instrumental Break as Outro. Include complete copy of song without any vocals]

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© 2026 Atyl§ | Explore My Music/Journey: https://dot.cards/EKKO [Intro] [Spoken Word][Duet] [Male Vocal: Gritty] Yo… nah, this don’t feel right. [Male Vocal: Gritty] Look me in the eye and tell me this ain’t robbery. [Male Vocal: Smooth] Relax, kid, this is how the game been played. [Male Vocal: Smooth] You were taxed before your first breath ever got made. [Verse 1] [Duet] [Male Vocal: Gritty] You really takin’ forty percent out my check? Before I even touch it, it’s already gone, what the hell is that? I break my back all week, no sleep, go numb, And you scoop your cut first like you the one that got it done. I’m starin’ at the stub like, “Bro, this theft.” Whole damn week and I’m left with the leftovers left. You call that “normal life”? That sound insane. How you eatin’ off my plate before I bring it in the frame? [Male Vocal: Smooth] Yeah. That’s how it goes, that’s the plan. You bleed for the check, I tax what I can. Don’t start cryin’, that won’t change shit. You signed up the moment you exist. [Pre‑Hook] [Duet] [Male Vocal: Gritty] So you tax my check, then you tax what I spend, Then you tax it again on the back end? You got your hand in my pocket, your boot on my neck, Then you tell me “work harder” while you choke my check? [Male Vocal: Smooth] I tax your grind, then I tax your rest, Every little swipe is another little test. Call it “civic duty,” call it “law,” But really it’s a leash that you’ll never see fall. [Hook] [Duet][Harmonies] [Male Vocal: Smooth] I’m the Tax Man – yeah, I take that. [Male Vocal: Gritty] I get paid – you just break that. [Male Vocal: Smooth] Swipe that card – I’ma trace that. [Male Vocal: Gritty] Think it’s mine? You erase that. [Male Vocal: Smooth] I’m the Tax Man – better face that. [Male Vocal: Gritty] Whole damn check – you can taste that. [Male Vocal: Smooth] Do you own it? Don’t say that. [Duet] Miss one payment – I replace that. [Verse 2] [Duet] [Male Vocal: Gritty] Tax on the rent, tax on the light, Tax on the food when I’m hungry at night. Tax on the ride just to get to the grind, Then tax on the shit that I bought with my time. If I breathe too loud, you gon’ bill that too? Put a meter on my lungs, charge me when I move? I’m fightin’ just to keep my head off the floor, And you stand there smirkin’ like, “I’ll take a little more.” [Male Vocal: Smooth] Now you finally get the script. Every step you take, we already got a grip. You don’t own nothin’, that title’s a joke. We lend you the dream, keep the chain on your throat. Miss one bill, we come shake the tree. Miss two bills, now you deal with me. Miss three bills, now we flip that switch. Cold steel bars for a broke ass “rich.” [Hook] [Duet][Harmonies] [Male Vocal: Smooth] I’m the Tax Man – yeah, I take that. [Male Vocal: Gritty] I get paid – you just break that. [Male Vocal: Smooth] House, car, chain – I can chase that. [Male Vocal: Gritty] Think it’s safe? You erase that. [Male Vocal: Smooth] I’m the Tax Man – better face that. [Male Vocal: Gritty] Every dream – you can place tax. [Male Vocal: Smooth] Do you own it? Don’t say that. [Duet] Miss one payment – I replace that. [Bridge] [Duet] [Male Vocal: Gritty] So if everything I touch ain’t really mine, And you stand right there with your hand in my spine, If I gotta pay forever just to hold what I hold, Tell me straight: do I own anything in this world at all? [Male Vocal: Smooth] No. You just rent from the day you born. From the crib to the grave to the suit you worn. We own the land, we own the debt. You run in circles, don’t forget. [Break] [Spoken Word][Duet] [Male Vocal: Gritty] You tax my flesh… [Male Vocal: Smooth] And I tax your time. [Male Vocal: Gritty] You own my cage… [Male Vocal: Smooth] But I own the design. [Hook] [Duet][Harmonies] [Male Vocal: Smooth] I’m the Tax Man – yeah, I take that. [Male Vocal: Gritty] You take bread, but you can’t take fact. [Male Vocal: Smooth] You get paid – I’ma break that. [Male Vocal: Gritty] You break me, but I won’t break back. [Male Vocal: Smooth] Do you own it? Don’t say that. [Male Vocal: Gritty] In my soul, you can’t place tax. [Duet] Miss one payment – you can chase that, But inside, I’m free where you can’t track. [Outro] [Duet][Fade Out] [Male Vocal: Gritty] So I give you my life and you call it a fee… And if I slip once, you come takin’ it from me. [Male Vocal: Smooth] You don’t own anything; you just rent your whole life from me. [Male Vocal: Gritty] …Yeah. And that’s exactly why I’m fuckin’ angry. [Instrumental Break as Outro. Include complete copy of song without any vocals]

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