Experience 'Pharma Pharoah,' a hard-hitting rap track by Rhythm & Reason that takes a deep dive into the corruption of Big Pharma. This cleverly written song is packed with intricate wordplay, witty double entendres, and relentless bars that expose the industry's deceitful practices. Witness the sharp lyrical prowess as the artist sheds light on the world's biggest drug dealers—no holds barred.
**Verse 1**
Corporate suits in lab coats, aiming for the C-notes,
Dollar signs in their eyes, care tied up in tight ropes,
Pushing pills on the people, calling shots like free throws,
Big Pharma's in the mafia, ain't about no De Niro's.
Got the docs in their pockets, like they're pickin' your locks,
Pumping profits from pain while the sick get docked,
Ain’t no healing, just dealing, every heartstring is reeled in,
Scripts for scripts, it’s a film where the truth gets concealed and—
Price hikes like jets, no empathy, just debts,
They got us in checkmate, we pawns in their complex,
“Take two and call me,” they stackin’ their stacks slowly,
Pimping dreams like a nightmare, but branded all holy.
Canary in the coalmine, lungs blacker than souls,
Breathe deep, they creep while they’re meeting their goals,
Systematic synthetics in the treasure trove lies,
Crafting poison with purpose, right in front of our eyes.
**Chorus**
Pills for thrills, pocket fills,
Sold our health for power deals,
Big Pharma's throne made of blood and bones,
They’re the true overlords, the names unknown.
**Verse 2**
Engineered consent, got the lawmakers bent,
Regulations? Nah, just recommendations sent,
Use a fancy name, sell their drugs like fame,
Misdirect the blame while they play their game.
Pharma kingpins, in the underworld spotlight,
Prescription pad's a gun, pop, pop—out of sight,
Lace the meds with dependence, it’s all about attendance,
In the church of addiction, they be preachin’ repentance.
Side effects may include the lining of their pockets,
We the mice in their maze, runnin’ laps in their sockets,
Face the facts, they attract with their rogue syntax,
Selling dreams and disease, got us all in relapse.
Legal dealers in white coats, quotas float on our pain,
Cocktail of toxins, thunderstorm with no rain,
Label it legit, behind curtains they sit,
Puppets in their script, every string is tight-knit.
**Chorus**
Pills for thrills, pocket fills,
Sold our health for power deals,
Big Pharma's throne made of blood and bones,
They’re the true overlords, the names unknown.
**Verse 3**
Mortality's now a commodity in their grand odyssey,
Monopoly’s the policy, treating life like a lottery,
They plant seeds of need, water with greed indeed,
Harvest the weak, make 'em plea, then watch 'em bleed.
Tragedy as tactic, they market to the masses,
Symptoms of the system, addiction’s their best classes,
High profits from low lives, cycle spirals and rises,
Prescription oppression, every hand that it prizes.
Dollars in their eyes, soul as their disguise,
Experts in deceit, truth met its demise,
Pharoahs of the pharma, empires of karma,
Architects of affliction while they draft up the drama.
Break the shackles, don’t swallow the lie,
The cure’s in their chain, we won't comply and die,
Take back our minds, let the truth be free,
Expose the wolves who profit from misery.
**Chorus**
Pills for thrills, pocket fills,
Sold our health for power deals,
Big Pharma's throne made of blood and bones,
They’re the true overlords, the names unknown.
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intricate wordplay, play on words, double entendres, witty, smart, explicit, swearing, cleaver wordplay, 18
line bars per verse,
rap about how big pharma is corrupt and the biggest drug dealer. hard hitting, cnstant witt