Kill The Rich Lyrics

Hey you!
What you doin' in that office there?
You like to swivel in that record company chair
I'll change your indifference to a b***** rage
I think you need a taste of my twelve-gauge
We're gonna kill, kill, kill
Kill the rich
We gotta kill, kill, kill
Kill the rich

Gonna cut you under
Gonna take control
You've turned our planet into a hell-hole
Kill, kill, kill the rich
And then destroy your souls
Don't wanna take a lunch!
Don't call me babe
Cause I just did your daughter in a big way
She calls me honey now she calls me s****
And she thinks her daddy's just a s*** chunk
You gotta
Kill, kill, kill
Kill the rich
We gotta kill, kill, kill
Kill the rich
We gotta cut you under
We gotta take control
You turned our planet into a hell-hole
We gotta kill, kill, kill the rich
And then destroy your souls...