Satisfied
Katalyst Lyrics

Hey yo
Listen up

Lights, camera, tragedy, comedy, romance
Life is a mix of ups and downs and different emotions

You better dance from your fighting stance
You have to be prepared to fight for what you want

Or you'll never have a fighting chance
If you don't stand up for yourself, you won't succeed

In the rat race
In the competitive world

Where the referee's son started way in advance
Where some people have unfair advantages from the beginning

But still you living the American Dream
But you're living a comfortable, successful life

Silk PJ's, sheets and down pillows
Enjoying luxury and comfort

Who the fuck would want to wake up?
Why would anyone want to face reality?

You got it good like hot sex after the break up
You have it so good that even after a difficult time, everything feels great

Your four car garage it's just more space to take up
Having more possessions just means more responsibilities

You even bought your mom a new whip scrap the jalopy
You upgraded your mother's car from a junker to a nice one

Thousand dollar habit, million dollar hobby
You have expensive habits and hobbies

You a success story everybody want to copy
You are an inspiration and people want to imitate your success

But few work for it, most get jerked for it
Only a few actually work hard for success, while most others get cheated out of it

If you think that you could ignore it, you're ignorant
If you choose to ignore this reality, you are ignorant

A fat wallet still never made a man free
Having wealth doesn't guarantee freedom or happiness

They say to eat good, yo, you gotta swallow your pride
They say that in order to succeed, you must be willing to sacrifice your pride

But dead that game plan, I'm not satisfied
But reject that approach, I am not content with it

The poor get worked, the rich get richer
The poor are exploited while the wealthy become even wealthier

The world gets worse, do you get the picture?
The situation in the world deteriorates, do you understand what's happening?

The poor gets dead, the rich get depressed
The poor suffer and die while the rich become dissatisfied and unhappy

The ugly get mad, the pretty get stressed
Those who are considered unattractive become angry, while the beautiful become stressed

The ugly get violent, the pretty get gone
The unattractive become aggressive, while the attractive distance themselves from problems

The old get stiff, the young get stepped on
The elderly become inflexible, while the young are taken advantage of

Whoever told you that it was all good lied
Anyone who said everything is fine lied to you

So throw your fists up if you not satisfied
Raise your fists in protest if you are not content

Hey yo, the air's still stale
Listen, the atmosphere is still filled with tension and stagnancy

The anthrax got my Ole Earth wearing a mask and gloves to get a meal
Because of the threat of anthrax, my loved ones have to protect themselves to even get food

I know a older guy that lost twelve close peeps on 9-1-1
I personally know an elderly man who lost twelve friends and family members during the September 11th attacks

While you kicking up punchlines and puns
While you're making light-hearted jokes and wordplay

Man fuck that shit, this is serious biz
Forget about those jokes, this is a serious matter

By the time Bush is done, you won't know what time it is
By the time George W. Bush's presidency ends, the situation will be so chaotic that it will be hard to keep track of things

If it's war time or jail time, time for promises
Whether it's a time of war or a time of imprisonment, politicians make empty promises

And time to figure out where the enemy is
It's time to determine who the real enemy is

The same devils that you used to love to hate
The same people you despised in the past

They got you so gassed and shook now, you scared to debate
They have manipulated you and made you so fearful that you are afraid to engage in debate

The same ones that traded books for guns
The same individuals who prioritized violence over education

Smuggled drugs for funds
Engaged in illegal drug trafficking for financial gain

And had fun letting off forty-one
And enjoyed firing weapons on the streets

But now it's all about NYPD caps
Now they show support for law enforcement with NYPD hats

And Pentagon bumper stickers
And proudly display stickers supporting the Pentagon

But yo, you still a nigga
But despite these outward displays, you are still treated as inferior

It ain't right them cops and them firemen died
It's not right that police officers and firefighters lost their lives

The shit is real tragic, but it damn sure ain't magic
It's a truly tragic event, but it's not a supernatural occurrence

It won't make the brutality disappear
This tragedy won't make police brutality and violence disappear

It won't pull equality from behind your ear
It won't magically create equality out of nowhere

It won't make a difference in a two-party country
It won't have a significant impact in a country with only two dominant political parties

If the president cheats, to win another four years
If the president engages in cheating to secure another term in office

Now don't get me wrong, there's no place I'd rather be
Don't misunderstand me, there's no other place I'd rather be

The grass ain't greener on the other genocide
The situation isn't any better in another place filled with violence and suffering

But tell Huey Freeman don't forget to cut the lawn
But remind ourselves not to forget about the problems within our own community

And uproot the weeds
And eliminate the underlying issues

'cause I'm not satisfied
Because I am not content

Yo, poison pushers making paper off of pipe dreams
Drug dealers profiting from people's false hopes and aspirations

They turned hip-hop to a get-rich-quick scheme
They transformed hip-hop into a way to make easy money

The rich minorities control the government
Wealthy minorities have control over the government

But they would have you believe we on the same team
But they try to convince you that we are all working together

So where you stand, huh?
So where do you stand in all of this?

What do you stand for?
What do you believe in?

Sit your ass down if you don't know the answer
If you don't know, then stay quiet and don't voice your opinion

Serious as cancer, this jam demands your undivided attention
This song is as serious as cancer and requires your complete focus

Even on the dance floor
Even when you're having fun and dancing

Grab the bull by the horns, the bucks by the antlers
Take control of your life and seize opportunities

Get yours, what're you sweating the next man for?
Focus on getting what you deserve instead of worrying about others

Get down, feel good to this, let it ride
Enjoy the music and let it uplift you

But until we all free, I'll never be satisfied
But until everyone is free from oppression, I will never be content

All this genocide
All this mass killing

Is not justified
Is not morally or ethically acceptable

Are you satisfied?
Are you content with the current state of affairs?

I'm not satisfied
I am not content

So throw your fists up if you not satisfied
Raise your fists in protest if you are not content

Are you satisfied?
Are you content with the current state of affairs?

Whoever told you that it was all good lied
Anyone who said everything is fine lied to you

I'm not satisfied
I am not content

So throw your fists up
Raise your fists in protest

So throw your fists up
Raise your fists in protest

Throw your fists up
Raise your fists in protest