P.O.S.
Outlaws
VERSE 1
I call em’ outlaws
Breathin’ with arrogance
Leachin’ like bottomless pits and keepin’ everything
They talk a lot and just kickin’ dirt in economies
They hit the lotto, these people think they’re anomalies

Run a damn analytic
High stakes cheats on a credit limit
Taking everything, wasting everything
Waking up, we want a better living
With a minimum wage
Stagnating, scrape day-by-day
Stop taking shit from these people
I’ma sink my teeth in screamin’
We’re breathless, yeah we’re choking on a diamond necklace
So desperate, gotta let em’ on a special kind of gettin’ reckless
Gotta check this, not a bead of f*ckin’ doubt
Ya’ll better write this down
Breakin’ down the doors
How’s that for a Trojan horse?

Is anyone out there to set it off?
Is anyone out there to set it off?
Is anyone out there to set it off?
Is anyone out there to start a revolution
My people time to stand up, I’m tired of this place

CHORUS:
Yeah we gonna take it back (ha!)
I’m thinkin’ yeah we gonna take it back
Saddle in for battlin’ backstabbin’ promises
Rattling the gravel and shattered glass on top of this place
Yeah we gonna take it back (ha!)
I’m thinkin’ yeah we gonna take it back
Saddle in for battlin’ backstabbin’ promises
Rattling the gravel and shattered glass on top of this place

VERSE 2:
Cast away on an ice flow
Ice flow, watch the price go
Up away like satellites go
Hold the globe, hold my own yeah
Resolute with a root to the new
Revolution pursuit till it’s true
Been a goon from womb to the Doomtree
We do we till they’re spinnin’ the tunes
Be fire, fury, it’s dire
But never say die, heads stay high
The dead don’t ask why (yeah)
But we alive, yellin’ all rise
To the corpses, piled on the sidelines (bye!)
Crack the ice in my peace, rush off in a cold sleep

BRIDGE
Gonna rise up
Feel a little bit like we’re climbin’ up
Wising up, gone viral and stuck
No more, just sizing up the truth
Class war movin’ next store
Better get ready for the tension to break
Yep, it’s evident they took the kettle and they
Crooks are never to blame, what a shame
To the CEOs and the billionaires
We in the parking lot
Walkin’ on whether it’s dark or not
Walkin’ on whether it’s dark or not
Tossin’ rocks and it’s time to break
Somethin’ off, bust and rattle the cage
Our people gonna stand up and take it back
We’re tired of this place