Lyrics
"Fiscal Policy" (Verse One)
I am everywhere,
lake, roads, bridges and valleys,
Entrances, exits, big cities and alleys.
Showing all of ya'll that my presence is felt,
slashing unemployment rates with every dollar that's dealt.
Conceived by Keynes in the mid-19's who believed we could keep the American Dream.
Today we see the economy crashing,
we need that policy to get us back to laughing.
Fiscal!
Taxing the rich til' they cryin',
Giving you the cash to get on back to eyein'...
that useless stuff you thought you couldn't afford,
cause with disposable income,
you got so much more.
Zero tolerance to raise your tax it don't
matter if you're white or black,
you ain't free from the government jack.
Up in Congress man I just got passed,
I don't know if it's a sin but come on baby let's spend, Spend, SPEND!
Let's tax less and...
Let's spend more!
"Transition"
O Snap! It's Monetary Policy Ya'll!
"Monetary Policy" (Verse 2)
Aww you ain't heard of me?
Aight, check it out. I'm gonna lower the discount rate a little, bring it down a couple notches.
How bout the reserve requirement? Bring that down too.
Let's buy securities! Show em how to really heat this economy up.
You ain't know me? Uh, Bernanke baby!
Monetary Yo
I'm the one who's really running the show,
See that Fiscal's screwed you over two-fold.
My criteria compared to his career just isn't fair,
That interest rate is mine, so i don't raise it over time.
We both tend to spark an increase in the output and demand
But he deserves a smack from Adam Smith's hand.
Cause his pennies, nickles, dollars go to the almighty power and the two faced market of the funds you try to borrow.
Spending money like that it
only creates a problem that
can crowd out our investment and turn all of us into paupers.
Tell the Congress HAHAHAHA, you can't stop that rate from rising.
I go by some different rules so I'm efficient when I'm buying,
securities with money to encourage firms to borrow,
banks lend out, and the people
they turn their heads and follow.
You ain't believe me yet? That's why I'm ill, check this out man!
A rate over here, a rate over there
recessionary scares you ain't aware
I beat em beyond compare.
I've become the only tool when the economy is janky,
hoping the Congress see me, like
"Look at that Dude Bernanke!"
He's a beast, he's a dogg, he's the mothaFanchin' Jesus!
How can we deny him with the past that precedes us?!"
Nothing, Nothing
You ain't sayin' nothing.
On Obama boogie,
call em Mr. Stalin.
Call em what you want but realize the way,
I make Aggregate Supply shift out into a new day.
Now, don't you wish for more stuff?
Ya I wish for more stuff,
But we don't wish no more, cause now we got more Stuff!
Haha, and that's why I'm ill...
Let's go, Uh!
Clearly you see,
I ain't no contest between ME,
and Fiscal Policy...
And that right there,
is a rap...
(End)
wth the hell is this;
trinidadwon 7 months ago
that was sick
shamro7ck 1 year ago
yeeeah. . . im likeing what i hear . . lol
dummieish 1 year ago
hey ...well....aahhh....shit
Creativesoso123 1 year ago
Sick job!
SheepEwen 2 years ago