Killers in Suits

[Rap, trap, hip-hop, hood], [fast flowing, sharp delivery], [Underground], [Hard 808s], [Eerie Keys], [Low Synths], [Dark and menacing Beats]

Yeah…
Ayy, you feel that?
That pressure? That weight?
That’s the system sittin’ on your neck.
It ain’t justice, it ain’t freedom
It’s a hustle.
And we the ones gettin’ played.

Nah, we ain’t playin’ no more.
Turn that shit up.

Pharma be taxin’, jack up the price,
Sick folk droppin’ while rollin’ the dice.
Docs write the script, but the system deny,
If you're broke, then you left to die.
They legalize Oxy, then lock you away,
For hustlin’ small just to get through the day.
Nestle steal water, sell it for racks,
While Flint still dream of clean from the tap.
Monsanto boss got the FDA seat,
Trump signed the deal, kept poisonin’ cheap.
Rubber-stamp toxins, profits increase,
Now half of the country got cancer on lease

They flip the crisis, double the score,
War or recession either way, they want more.

RFK Jr., preachin’ the lies,
Say he for truth, now kids pay the price.
Anti-vaxx talk got coffins in stacks,
Blockin’ the meds while disease creepin’ back
Epstein’s island, names on the list,
But somehow them cases don’t ever exist.
They raid your crib for a dimebag flip,
the rich walk free while the hood getn' hit
Gates buyin’ up all of the land,
Food supply locked in a billionaire’s hand.
Drones in the sky, cameras on poles,
Ain't no escape when they lock in control.

They flip the crisis, double the score,
War or recession either way, they want more.

Big Tech listen, trackin’ ya calls,
Sellin’ ya data, buildin’ ya walls.
Always watchin’, they know what you do,
Feed you the lies, then censor the truth.
Police the streets like it' martial law,
But Wall Street crooks still duckin' the charge.
You miss one bill, they takin’ ya home,
While they out here printin’ they own.
Cops on the payroll, protectin' the rich,
Empty your pockets, then empty the clip.
Justice for sale, just check who they serve,
Breakin’ the rules and twistin' the words.
Wage stay frozen, rent through the roof,
Chained to the grind, while they sip on the juice.
They sell you the dream, then take what you built,
Tax every dollar and drown you in filth.

Yeah...
No peace ‘til we up.
They robbed our past, they stealin’ our time,
But they gon’ pay every cent, every dime.
Ain't no more beggin’, ain't no more pleas,
They built this off us, we take the keys.

[Fade]

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Yeah… Ayy, you feel that? That pressure? That weight? That’s the system sittin’ on your neck. It ain’t justice, it ain’t freedom It’s a hustle. And we the ones gettin’ played. Nah, we ain’t playin’ no more. Turn that shit up. Pharma be taxin’, jack up the price, Sick folk droppin’ while rollin’ the dice. Docs write the script, but the system deny, If you're broke, then you left to die. They legalize Oxy, then lock you away, For hustlin’ small just to get through the day. Nestle steal water, sell it for racks, While Flint still dream of clean from the tap. Monsanto boss got the FDA seat, Trump signed the deal, kept poisonin’ cheap. Rubber-stamp toxins, profits increase, Now half of the country got cancer on lease They flip the crisis, double the score, War or recession either way, they want more. RFK Jr., preachin’ the lies, Say he for truth, now kids pay the price. Anti-vaxx talk got coffins in stacks, Blockin’ the meds while disease creepin’ back Epstein’s island, names on the list, But somehow them cases don’t ever exist. They raid your crib for a dimebag flip, the rich walk free while the hood getn' hit Gates buyin’ up all of the land, Food supply locked in a billionaire’s hand. Drones in the sky, cameras on poles, Ain't no escape when they lock in control. They flip the crisis, double the score, War or recession either way, they want more. Big Tech listen, trackin’ ya calls, Sellin’ ya data, buildin’ ya walls. Always watchin’, they know what you do, Feed you the lies, then censor the truth. Police the streets like it' martial law, But Wall Street crooks still duckin' the charge. You miss one bill, they takin’ ya home, While they out here printin’ they own. Cops on the payroll, protectin' the rich, Empty your pockets, then empty the clip. Justice for sale, just check who they serve, Breakin’ the rules and twistin' the words. Wage stay frozen, rent through the roof, Chained to the grind, while they sip on the juice. They sell you the dream, then take what you built, Tax every dollar and drown you in filth. Yeah... No peace ‘til we up. They robbed our past, they stealin’ our time, But they gon’ pay every cent, every dime. Ain't no more beggin’, ain't no more pleas, They built this off us, we take the keys. [Fade] [© Mr.Meow🐈‍⬛ 2025]

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