F.Y.P LYRICS

"Fine Print"

this commercial says they care
but they don't even know me
alls they want is my fuckin money
i guess they want to own me
"customer's always right"
that's what they tell say
but the salesmen always comes off like they know everything
i wanna kill that very fine print
i wanna destroy them for stealing every cent
they wanna buy your soul
don't let em eat you whole
and don't ever let them make you believe
that life is just a beer commercial
cos they never show that fucked up face
puking all over the place
they leave the party of course theyre fine
cos commercial lifes can hold theyre liquor
that soft caressing voice behind the screen makes me puke
i don't give a shit if air jordan wears pump up sneakers
and frosted flakes aren't gonna bring out the tiger in me
get kids to memorize
but they're only hypnotized
i don't want they're glamour and i don't want they're lies
you say it's fair play
and that it's the american way
but this ain't no board game or just maybe it is
so i guess your the winner.

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