"Satisfied" as written by and Kipp Williams Chuck Butler....
Hey yo
Lights, camera, tragedy, comedy, romance
You better dance from your fighting stance
Or you'll never have a fighting chance
In the rat race
Where the referee's son started way in advance
But still you living the American Dream
Silk PJ's, sheets and down pillows
Who the fuck would want to wake up?
You got it good like hot sex after the break up
Your four car garage it's just more space to take up
You even bought your mom a new whip scrap the jalopy
Thousand dollar habit, million dollar hobby
You a success story everybody want to copy
But few work for it, most get jerked for it
If you think that you could ignore it, you're ignorant
A fat wallet still never made a man free
They say to eat good, yo, you gotta swallow your pride
But dead that game plan, I'm not satisfied

The poor get worked, the rich get richer
The world gets worse, do you get the picture?
The poor gets dead, the rich get depressed
The ugly get mad, the pretty get stressed
The ugly get violent, the pretty get gone
The old get stiff, the young get stepped on
Whoever told you that it was all good lied
So throw your fists up if you not satisfied

Are you satisfied?
I'm not satisfied

Hey yo, the air's still stale
The anthrax got my Ole Earth wearing a mask and gloves to get a meal
I know a older guy that lost twelve close peeps on 9-1-1
While you kicking up punchlines and puns
Man fuck that shit, this is serious biz
By the time Bush is done, you won't know what time it is
If it's war time or jail time, time for promises
And time to figure out where the enemy is
The same devils that you used to love to hate
They got you so gassed and shook now, you scared to debate
The same ones that traded books for guns
Smuggled drugs for funds
And had fun letting off forty-one
But now it's all about NYPD caps
And Pentagon bumper stickers
But yo, you still a nigga
It ain't right them cops and them firemen died
The shit is real tragic, but it damn sure ain't magic
It won't make the brutality disappear
It won't pull equality from behind your ear
It won't make a difference in a two-party country
If the president cheats, to win another four years
Now don't get me wrong, there's no place I'd rather be
The grass ain't greener on the other genocide
But tell Huey Freeman don't forget to cut the lawn
And uproot the weeds
'cause I'm not satisfied

All this genocide
Is not justified
Are you satisfied?
I'm not satisfied

Yo, poison pushers making paper off of pipe dreams
They turned hip-hop to a get-rich-quick scheme
The rich minorities control the government
But they would have you believe we on the same team
So where you stand, huh?
What do you stand for?
Sit your ass down if you don't know the answer
Serious as cancer, this jam demands your undivided attention
Even on the dance floor
Grab the bull by the horns, the bucks by the antlers
Get yours, what're you sweating the next man for?
Get down, feel good to this, let it ride
But until we all free, I'll never be satisfied

[Chorus: x 2]

Are you satisfied?
Whoever told you that it was all good lied
I'm not satisfied
Throw your fists up if you not satisfied
Are you satisfied?
Whoever told you that it was all good lied
I'm not satisfied
So throw your fists up
So throw your fists up
Throw your fists up

Lyrics submitted by dragonflower44

"Satisfied?" as written by Kipp Williams Chuck Butler

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, ESSENTIAL MUSIC PUBLISHING

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    General Commentso true...everything said. makes u think. people need to open their eyes.
    heyitsme112on March 03, 2003   Link
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    General Commentit's '09 and this shit is still all true. JL should be the president he is fairly smart. He actually used to be a teacher
    convinceon February 09, 2009   Link

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