Mercenary's Theme

Get your money up (Gimme, gimme, gimme....) Everybody get your money up Come on Uncle Sam, really – it can’t be hard I’m just tryna re-up on my EBT card What you mean I got no government access Then why you got access to my taxes What clowns? How’d the government shut down Over some shit that’s been in the books for months now Come on, are you serious Yet Congress wanna give bomb threats to Syrians You throwin’ stones living in a glass house ‘Cuz back home you leaving your own assed out Waiting on funds while they’re home passed out But the end of every week, y’all's checks is cashed out Of course citizens are gonna lash out At each other when it seems like hope is cast out The thanks we get is more tanks and shit For electing you bozos – kick their ass out Get your money up (Gimme, gimme, gimme....) Everybody get your money up I ain’t saying to be scared – I’m saying be prepared ‘Cuz it’s looking like the muhfuckas really don’t care So we gotta cash out But so many of us will go the fast route Try to make a milli up in the crackhouse Or maybe ball out like Jerry Stackhouse Everything’s a gamble so don’t crap out When you wrestle with them demons, you’re bound to tap out Had to bring my homie from my high school class out Told him it was bottom of the ninth, last out He said ‘Ak, you always went the class route' So he took me to the bank and yanked the cash out (Yeahh), now Built To Last’s out Now Ak can hit the stage and rash out Take it to your face while the beats blast out After this I’m goin’ back in the booth to black out Get your money up (Gimme, gimme, gimme....) Everybody get your money up Everybody out here fightin’ to survive Got us lookin’ like a real life GTA 5 - damn (x2) (Gimme, gimme, gimme...) Out here in Boston, Taxachusetts We’re chasin’ an American dream that’s elusive It’s ‘bout to be a bunch of wild people on the loose If you don’t stop measurin’ our necks for the noose fit But all y’all wanna do is cash out Bring your name a Lil’ Fame and Mash Out Beggin’ for trust when all you is cast doubt I’m bookin’ a flight – fuck this, yo, Ak’s out Get your money up (Gimme, gimme, gimme....) Everybody get your money up