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Tom MacDonald

Dirty Money

 

Dirty Money

(album: Renegade - 2022)


They're angry that they will never shut me up
I'm making more noise
Turn me up or turn me down
It's your choice
Black lives only matter when they got a corpse to exploit
Cause the media made millions off of protests for George Floyd
That's called ad revenue
They make cash selling you
All the crap and the Ads when they broadcast news, ooh
The network full of liars
Got investment capital and segments sponsored by Pfizer
And the freedom fighters I feel like the left just plants them
To infiltrate the right its extensive planning
Then it happens overnight it's impressive branding
Making a million off of a shirts that say Let's Go Brandon
It's a cash grab
Everyone's a lab rat
Amazon made billions of dollars from sanitizer and black masks
And that's that
Funny how the terrorist's who attack
Always come from places that are oil rich and have gas
Democrats they don't give a damn
What is this about?
Our military trapped in the middle east can't get them out
Heroes are the ones who have the constitution written down
Y'all are using hero while describing Kyle Rittenhouse

One cent, two cent, three cents, four
We get less and they get more
Bought and sold since we were born
They want money
We want war

Dirty dollars fill their pockets
While our coffins fill the ground
They make profits solving problems
They create to keep us down
Dirty money (cha-ching)
Dirty money
I don't want your dirty money

They might kill me for this song it's all classified intelligence
Don't need to go to war to secretly be getting benefits
When Russia launches rockets we condemn them, but there's evidence
A U.S. politician owns the screws they're assembled with
Ain't no war on drugs it's economic
You make money off an inmate, every jail cell is profit
Our prisons are privately owned
Illegal marijuana just means kids smoking weed
Turn the dollars in their pockets
Let's be honest domestic threats ain't a comparison
To nuclear powers who hate the west it's embarrassing
Still we label Truckers in the convoy as terrorists
And confiscate donations we have no idea where it is
A pipeline leaks, price of gas goes higher
Stock market crash, everybody get's fired
Economy is weak while we're trying to beat a virus
One trillion dollars in debt to China
We celebrate the smallest battles we're winning
So that they can publish the headline that's' gonna' fuel the vision
But if we champion the crumbs, then its crumb's that we're giving
We don't make any progress, we're stuck at the beginning

One cent, two cent, three cents, four
We get less and they get more
Bought and sold since we were born
They want money
We want war

Dirty dollars fill their pockets
While our coffins fill the ground
They make profits solving problems
They create to keep us down
Dirty money (cha-ching)
Dirty money
I don't want your dirty money

It's all about the money, money, money, money, money
Not enough soap to scrub it's soaked in blood
It's all about the money, money, money, money, money
Every time we make a buck, they take from us
It's all about the money, money, money, money, money
The dollar runs our lives until we die
It's all about the money, money, money, money, money
It controls your mind and it controlling mine

Dirty dollars fill their pockets
While our coffins fill the ground
They make profits solving problems
They create to keep us down
Dirty money (cha-ching)
Dirty money
I don't want your dirty money

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