Two white men in bright red ties say,
Come here, sonny we've had our eyes on you.
Right away I smell the money
The manicured hands, the power tans
Have a seat. Let me fill your glass.
We predict this world will kick your ass.
Looks like it's halfway done.
Look around while you're still young.

Say hello cruel world, you can't make it stop
But you can make it big
Like the man on top

They say he's mad, they say he's crazy, but he's crazy like a fox
He knows every opportunity knocks like Fort Knox
He's gonna grab with both hands and get all he can
Can you take a hint, young man?

Say hello cruel world, whatcha gonna do?
See it's not so bad, if you're not like you

Yeah, I see it your eyes, that softness, that sweetness
but cotton candy kids like you got zero chance of beatin' this
So before your undertaker gets a text from your priest
You better you shut the fuck up how the devil's been released
How the code's been broken, how the dream's at risk
Oh you poor little babies, kids in cages, stop-and-frisk
See we're all just here for a dirty little minute
Why not take a taste of freedom and the goodies that go with it?

Say hello cruel world, what's it gonna be?
Say how do you do... to reality
Say hello cruel world, how do you dare?
Do you plead and beg with your tail between your legs
or find somethin' else down there?

See I used to be like you, I know the way it feels
I used to see my own reflection in my shiny bright ideals
But that dream is just a whore, in patent leather pumps
And you're just one more in a long line of sorry chumps
One more shill trying to build the great society
Puffed up with all your pretty piety
But little Chuckie Darwin always had it on straight:
In the struggle for survival I can eat off your plate
And his plate and her plate
and their plate, too
If you top me you can stop me
but that ain't what you do
You just fall and get trampled, a glorious example
of the march of evolution, it's a bloody revolution
where the weak and the meek and the too unique
can't stand up to nature's harsh critique
Let's be clear, does the lion shed a tear
for the antelope – goin' down his throat?

Say hello cruel world Say hello cruel world
Hello You’ve got no place else to go

We don't wanna keep you, I think we've made it known
how the precious few tend to view the world we own
It's a battleground that motherfucker stuck us in
There’s one goddamn commandment: Says you better win
Do you best to grab what you can get your sweaty hands on
You could have it all if you just had any balls on
Throw 'em down to the ground, stomp on their chest
And money is the measure of the ones who do it best.