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Pedigreeby Sue Golden, London, England
your pedigree is first degree it gets your jewels, your homes, your spouse-to-be it sooo fulfills your destiny but to me in reality yer glitzy smart amorality yer riches, yer… ‘good ole family’ bankrolls a dark crimin-ality yer status is the epit-ome of a system ruled by mon-op-oly hey you, you heard of democracy? hey you, give it some scrutiny this pedigree, this first degree, this pedigree, this first degree rich law, poor law, ‘c’est’ la vie’ gain-no-loose, that’s the key “take ‘n use!”, ”take abuse”, says the big drawee mea culpa, who cares, tra-la-le cos li’l people pay taxes, li’l people pay taxes, yes siree yeah, an I’m workin’ it, I’m rakin’ it, I’m workin’ it an rakin’ it, big yippee yeah I’m offshore with ma whore – ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma, mi ! cos this pedigree gets ma do – re – mi this pedigree, this pedigree, this pedigree wants you all to see the elite bluebloods, the bourgeoisie the hedgers, the traders with fund and fee the nouveau, the cartels, the oligarchy sleep deep with stealth and hypocrisy their yachts, their cars, their wealth’s entrenched in villain-y cos this pedigree, this pedigree, this pedigree is first degree this pedigree, this pedigree, is all about me its loaded with clout n’ certainty the connected and the glitterati they, upscaled , top of their tree a la ‘Club Crook’, Cristal devotee labeled n’ blinged and fly chi-chi bonused with trophy n’ lotsa buckshee waving platinum ‘n gold ‘n mastery do dine and spend – ‘its-meant-to-be’ the mantra here is spree, spree, spree, - spree, spree, spree their ears so tuned can block the plea “get off our backs, we’re not free behind your ranks there’s slavery ‘cos while you fly, while you buy, while you fly, and buy, with impunity were victims of greed, mere commodity we’re laboured and trafficked, no dignity no care for us, no liberty but the darlings high, blind, carefree steel in their hearts, facades sugaree do sign n’ sign: “shit happens now don’t you agree can’t do with too much contro-ver-sy feel good, feel fine, raise mo’ bucks for yer chari-ty go shrug, move along, cos my attention span is minus three last thing one wants is enn-u-i” so to ask the excessed, the indulged, gimme to check the gap, the disparity take stock, push change, help humanity is a dream, is a dream, is a dream, for the distant employee is a dream , is a dream, is a dream, for the distant em-ploy-ee cos the pedigree is first degree cos the pedigree is all about me cos the privilege must go on with glee as it rides, as is rides, as it rides, and rides and rides and rides as it rides, as rides, as it rides on poverty’s misery as it rides on poverty’s misery, as it rides on poverty’s misery |
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