Grubbn An Scrubbn
Grubb’n and scrubb’n for the Jackson
Shak’n our bacon for the Jackson
Life is all about the Jackson
Anyone who says it ain’t, got more action.
Maybe inherited it?
Never had to earn their own dollar.
I am the people baby.
Standing up to holler.
The money means nothing to the super rich.
But the rest of us are watching, and have to .
Electoral College insures we will never have a voice.
My cousin was shot dead for being black. His name was Royce.
Yes you can get shot dead just for being the wrong color.
You can be rich from climbing out of the right mother.
There is a disparity bigger than ever seen before.
The country is on fire, and soon going to war.
Grubb’n and scrubb’n for the Jackson.
Shak’n our bacon for the Jackson
Life is all about who has the money.
If you don’t know it, you must have inherited, honey.
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