Test Lab by M Dymez Lyrics
Verse 1: M Dymez
Caught up in this rat race
We break our backs for what?
The system that we live in's just a test lab for us
With a stacked deck you can't wait for the chance to come
You gotta take it for yourself
Cuz every hand's a bust
I mean they got it all planned for us
Mapped out every damn route
And load us all on the bus
Follow blindly
Don't ask questions when your best interests
Are in the hands of people who lack vision
Even democracy can have it's limits
A corrupted mind will leave a man conflicted
I don't gotta be a mathematician to see that this shit don’t add up
They make our taxes disappear and don't bring it back like a bad magician
Boxing day after Christmas
Back to business
Come get what Santa didn’t give you
Scratch it off your wish list
Taking half of what you make so they can make a living
That's why it takes us twice as long just to go half the distance
But it could be worse
I'm well aware
But that don’t mean its okay to pretend that this shit is fair
Suits and ties
Man that's what the devil wears
So dapper, so debonair
With their salt and pepper hair
Chorus:
Fuck this, rat race
We break our backs for what?
Fuck 'em
We got minds that you can't corrupt
I don't talk about hoes and how they back it up
I got better things to rap about than ass and drugs
Fuck this, rat race
We break our backs for what?
Fuck 'em
We got minds that you can't corrupt
Ya they try to sit us down but we standin' up
Can't you tell muthafuckers that we've had enough
Verse 2: UTG Ruby
Livin in the moment
Muhfuckas walk over you like a doormat
What’s your enjoyment
Smoke your brains out
Fuckin bitches right in the morning
New god flow, open ya eyes tho
The system gotchya
Government's an asshole
Fake ass rappers and coons get dismantled
If one door close another opens like fan doors
People did time for marijuana it’s legalized
K2 got bodies droppin like dead flies
One mill for a crib cuz they want us to downsize
Sky's the limit
Why trails in the fucking sky
Fuck it I’m traumatized, how you identify?
Call me a fucking queen, call me a fucking earth
What the world what from me? I know my fuckin worth
Work for what I’ve got, no hands up my fuckin skirt
(Chorus)
Caught up in this rat race
We break our backs for what?
The system that we live in's just a test lab for us
With a stacked deck you can't wait for the chance to come
You gotta take it for yourself
Cuz every hand's a bust
I mean they got it all planned for us
Mapped out every damn route
And load us all on the bus
Follow blindly
Don't ask questions when your best interests
Are in the hands of people who lack vision
Even democracy can have it's limits
A corrupted mind will leave a man conflicted
I don't gotta be a mathematician to see that this shit don’t add up
They make our taxes disappear and don't bring it back like a bad magician
Boxing day after Christmas
Back to business
Come get what Santa didn’t give you
Scratch it off your wish list
Taking half of what you make so they can make a living
That's why it takes us twice as long just to go half the distance
But it could be worse
I'm well aware
But that don’t mean its okay to pretend that this shit is fair
Suits and ties
Man that's what the devil wears
So dapper, so debonair
With their salt and pepper hair
Chorus:
Fuck this, rat race
We break our backs for what?
Fuck 'em
We got minds that you can't corrupt
I don't talk about hoes and how they back it up
I got better things to rap about than ass and drugs
Fuck this, rat race
We break our backs for what?
Fuck 'em
We got minds that you can't corrupt
Ya they try to sit us down but we standin' up
Can't you tell muthafuckers that we've had enough
Verse 2: UTG Ruby
Livin in the moment
Muhfuckas walk over you like a doormat
What’s your enjoyment
Smoke your brains out
Fuckin bitches right in the morning
New god flow, open ya eyes tho
The system gotchya
Government's an asshole
Fake ass rappers and coons get dismantled
If one door close another opens like fan doors
People did time for marijuana it’s legalized
K2 got bodies droppin like dead flies
One mill for a crib cuz they want us to downsize
Sky's the limit
Why trails in the fucking sky
Fuck it I’m traumatized, how you identify?
Call me a fucking queen, call me a fucking earth
What the world what from me? I know my fuckin worth
Work for what I’ve got, no hands up my fuckin skirt
(Chorus)