Nothing Has Changed

I'd rather be rich and unhappy than broke and miserable.
Cause nowerdays the music industry doesn't give a fuck if you're lyrical.
Now that's pitiful, so my position is pivotal,
You can hate me all you like, but you'll still follow my principle.
I inspire to start a revolution, the government's not invincible,
Fight for what you believe in and stop being so fucking invisible.
I drove through the hood, and it's still McDonald's and liquor,
Still cops chasing around after the working class man.
Still homeless mothers and babies on the streets during the winter.
It's clear that since Obama was elected, that nothing has really changed,
Open up the book, and it's still on the same page.
Young children in the hood being sold Cocaine, but it's really Talcum,
And then you get rappers like 50 Cent and Jay-Z wanting a new album.
Only caring about a Platinum outcome.
Rich people on vacation in the Bahamas wearing their flip-flops,
Whilst the babies on the streets are learning how to flip rocks.
It seems as if we've lost sight of what's important in life,
It seems we're all too busy living the hype,
It's time we open up and spread the word,
It's time the working class are finally heard.