Текст песни The Squeeze

[Boots Riley] This brick Which is gripped by my fingers Which shoot out from my hand Which is fastened to my arm That meets up with my shoulder That sits well below my head That surrounds my brain Which is tied up with thoughts of resentment, fear, and loathing Because of your using me in your road to wealth and power Will crash through your picture window and kill you We gon' put you in the squeeze We gon' put you in the squeeze [Boots Riley] The city is a planet of glass and granite And it's ran by some masters of mack mechanics We got schools where the facts are banished We got scams where your stacks'll vanish And the hospitals is gon cost you racks so panic All the gangsters throw your triggers up All the stoners throw your flickers up All the drunks throw your liquor up All the bank tellers stick 'em up Teach them babies how to grip a buck When this hits the streets it's thunder with thesis We'll show you where the beast is Make sure it deceases They smolder with speeches We shoulder the leeches Call off the polices This ain't where the thief is Janitors, work all night like Dracula Burger flippers grab your spatulas Managers, get your Acuras Big bosses guard your sack because We'll put 'em in the squeeze Squ-squ-squ-squ-squeeze Squ-squ-squ-squ We gon' put you in the squeeze Squ-squ-squ-squ-squeeze We gon' put you in the We gon' put you in the [Boots Riley] World poverty has just gone platinum Unemployment checks need to come with a gat in em Chains and leather whips Slave masters still crackin' em This is where I'm scattin' from Listen to the battle drum We all got our shackles on Ladies shoot your deuce-deuces Bankers tip your masseuses Wardens tighten up your nooses Muthafuckas make noise if you bought your clothes boosted The earth is composed of space and atoms And controlled by some pimps without Stacy Adams But one day they're gon taste the cannon When the people rise up And make them muthafuckas face the dragon Mercenaries show your paychecks Homeless folks show your blankets Rich folks throw your banquets Tell officials what to say next 'Cause they won't be at ease When we put 'em in the squeeze Squ-squ-squ-squ We gon' put you in the squeeze Squ-squ-squ-squ We gon' put you in the squeeze Squ-squ-squ-squ Yeah, we gon' put you in the squeeze 'Cause they vote with their guns 'Cause they vote with their guns 'Cause they vote with their guns 'Cause they vote with their guns 'Cause they vote with their guns 'Cause they vote with their guns 'Cause they vote with their guns You know they vote with their gunsTom Morello & Boots Riley - The Squeeze - http://ru.motolyrics.com/tom-morello-and-boots-riley/the-squeeze-lyrics.html