Board Room Assholes
(Headsnack, DJ Mockstar)

What is a board room asshole?
One that makes decisions
Affecting innocent citizen's
Quality of livin'

They're politi-tickin me off,
Time for bitchin'
I got no pot to piss in
But who's listenin'

They're busy in their wars for oil
How come it's not their lineage dyin' in the termoil
As long as loyal stock holders invest
They stage panic, while the planet remains helpless

It's selfishness, like sellin' a near extinct fish
Cuz if the rich don't bitch, the poor get poached
The man who chooses what you see on the news
From a board room that promotes doom even if it's truthless

As long as proof is in product consumption
The masses remain clueless, and dependent on nothing
False hope, the butt of a corporate joke
Might as well be ropin' my own neck to choke

Cuz it ain't about one man's wealth
It ain't a mystery that history repeats itself
What else? When you die, you can't take it with you
So share that money, or get the slit that I shit through

Asshole

12 men in a room, makin' your decisions
Average age 63, they don't know how you livin'
They got maids, butlers, whores, pool boys and live-ins
While we workin' nine to five, barely scrapin' enough to live with

In our pockets, tellin' us what we need
They sell us bullshit products just to fuel their greed
They got the MBAs and doctoral degrees
I'm up to my ass in student loans and fees

They ruin the gulf with their poison and sludge
Put out an ad campaign, they say they're sorry and such
We buy their lies, and forget our grudge
They make another billion, now who gives a fuck!

This shit ain't over, nah it's just beginnin'
They feed the war machine, they bribe the politicians
Control the flow, by sendin' troops on a mission
Speculate a loss and they still makin' millions

And when the people stand up and say "Wait a fuckin' minute"
Why we still have poor while you bribin' the senate
You say we lazy and slobs, if we raise our voice against it
Assholes! Need to get with it!

Assholes

Out of sight, out of mind is their logic
As long as their products dominate your pockets
What if their factory produces toxins?
They'll help elect a man that will protect their profits

It's just a wack equation, how does corporate tax evasion
Equal tax the laymen?
To be complacent with the skirts you're chasin'
The skys you're scrapin', The earth you're rapin'

Barely human, cro-magnon, gag-ball product placement
Masons building mega-lo-marts to start slave camps
I mind you being successful, if at the expense of my health
You're on a pedestal

Careful, assholes,
Hidin' in the shadows
Smell like cigar tobacco,
Runnin' mouths like deranged jackals

My tattle-tale has been discontinued
Sorry your favorite food's no longer on the menu
Who's they guy that set up snipers on the grassy knoll
Another board room asshole