Songtexte
When
I
think
of
low
class
America
I
think
Good
food
Abandonment
Both
negative
and
positive
Fear
of
success
Broken
English
and
smokers'
hag
Punk
rap
power
Twenty
dollar
Reebok
classics
at
the
beauty
supply
Being
marginalized
and
trying
to
find
a
way
How
much
beauty
comes
out
of
those
communities
Poverty
It
sounds
angry,
it
looks
hungry
The
incoherent
babble
at
the
bus
stop
Being
able
to
work
with
what
you
have
Jackin'
rabies
off
of
old
records
Little
kids
walking
to
school
People
in
the
neighborhood
getting
their
grind
on
Making
stuff
fly
and
doing
their
thing
Always
walking
on
thin
ice
Fear
of
failure
Thrift
store
shoes,
one
size
too
big
Nickel
sacks
behind
the
motherfucking
heels
The
checkout
line
at
the
dollar
store
Super
and
most
energetic
Five
dollar
wife
beaters
and
white
tees
Least
amount
of
resources
put
forth
the
most
amount
of
effort
Ghetto
fabulous
culture
Neglect
Hope
Music
People
going
on
the
bus
to
work
Disenfranchise
me
The
car
alarm
at
3 AM
that
you
can't
escape
It
sounds
aggressive
It's
a
fixed
game
The
game
is
fixed
Goons
Mothers
yelling
at
their
children
in
public
Immigration
No
insurance
Beauty
The
sizzle
of
fast
food
Caste
system
I
think
of
optimism
Substandard
produce
That
paycheck
to
paycheck
Making
a
dollar
out
of
fifteen
cents
A
closed
door
Flamin'
hot
Cheetos
and
Now
and
Laters
On
the
corner
of
Church
and
Dodge
Potential
We
are
the
foundation
The
working
class
people
are
the
beat
of
the
drum
It
sounds
like
home
When
I
really
think
about
low
class
America
I
feel
that's
where
change
is
gonna
start
It's
gotta
start
there
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