Reboot Society - Fry the Masses

They call me ball, im here to spit some lyrics for ya’ll. society needs a reboot, redone yanked straight from the fuckin roots. Illuminati of the 1% We chase the carrot on the string, Wall Street Deciet, all stuck on repeat, They don't give a fuck about you or me. To them it’s all just a natural selection A birth right, a destiny, gotta fight and defeat their supremacy. Hollywood glorifying a fake reality of the hood, seeing all this shit about miley cyrus, two faced bitch, disney star onta twerking and raising the ignorance bar. now a days is fakes poping up, need real artists back in this, until then ima continue to diss. still seeing the jerk offs getting fame, 2chainz, wayne, all the same, its a fucking shame. Fry the Masses or ball is the name I'm ahead of this generic fake gangster game. I stay close to the truth cause that's all that matters; like exposing how Wall Streets pockets gettin fatter. As for the critics acting like I don't really get it anybody can tell u how to stay in this game, the so called gangster life ain't what they claim. I'm address each and every one of you cocksuckers Fuck the mainstream press, the sluts love us, america the land of deceit up on us. You can't touch me, no you can't touch me, And you wanna charge me, for speaking the truth, ima stop you from dumbin down the youth.