Satisfied Lyrics

Satisfied lyrics

Hey yo



Lights, camera, tragedy, comedy, romance



You better dance from your fighting stance



Or you'll never have a fighting chance



In the rat race



Where the referee's son started way in advance



But still you livin' the American Dream



Silk PJ's, sheets and down pillows



Who the fuck would wanna wake up?



You got it good like hot sex after the break up



Your four car garage it's just more space to take up



You even bought your mom a new whip scrap the jalopy



Thousand dollar habit, million dollar hobby



You a success story everybody wanna copy



But few work for it, most get jerked for it



If you think that you could ignore it, you're ig-norant



A fat wallet still never made a man free



They say to eat good, yo, you gotta swallow your pride



But dead that game plan, I'm not satisfied







[Chorus]



The poor get worked, the rich get richer



The world gets worse, do you get the picture?



The poor gets dead, the rich get depressed



The ugly get mad, the pretty get stressed



The ugly get violent, the pretty get gone



The old get stiff, the young get stepped on



Whoever told you that it was all good lied



So throw your fists up if you not satisfied







{*Singing*



Are you satisfied?



I'm not satisfied







Hey yo, the air's still stale



The anthrax got my Ole Earth wearin' a mask and gloves to get a meal 



I know a older guy that lost twelve close peeps on 9-1-1



While you kickin' up punchlines and puns



Man fuck that shit, this is serious biz



By the time Bush is done, you won't know what time it is



If it's war time or jail time, time for promises



And time to figure out where the enemy is



The same devils that you used to love to hate



They got you so gassed and shook now, you scared to debate



The same ones that traded books for guns



Smuggled drugs for funds



And had fun lettin' off forty-one



But now it's all about NYPD caps 



And Pentagon bumper stickers



But yo, you still a nigga



It ain't right them cops and them firemen died



The shit is real tragic, but it damn sure ain't magic



It won't make the brutality disappear



It won't pull equality from behind your ear



It won't make a difference in a two-party country



If the president cheats, to win another four years



Now don't get me wrong, there's no place I'd rather be



The grass ain't greener on the other genocide



But tell Huey Freeman don't forget to cut the lawn



And uproot the weeds



Cuz I'm not satisfied







[Chorus]







{*Singing*



All this genocide



Is not justified



Are you satisfied?



I'm not satisfied







Yo, poison pushers making paper off of pipe dreams



They turned hip-hop to a get-rich-quick scheme



The rich minorities control the gov'ment



But they would have you believe we on the same team



So where you stand, huh?



What do you stand for?



Sit your ass down if you don't know the answer



Serious as cancer, this jam demands your undivided attention



Even on the dance floor



Grab the bull by the horns, the bucks by the antlers



Get yours, what're you sweatin' the next man for?



Get down, feel good to this, let it ride



But until we all free, I'll never be satisfied







[Chorus] - Repeat 2x







{*Singing with talking in background*



Are you satisfied? 



(whoever told you that it was all good lied)



I'm not satisfied 



(Throw your fists up if you not satisfied)



Are you satisfied?



(Whoever told you that it was all good lied)



I'm not satisfied 



(So throw your fists up)



(So throw your fists up)



(Throw your fists up)