Sang soulless loud Herding step on flesh And nothing else To well To drown & drown Sleight of reason How they come Cain in number Alone The crowd Spurning
Bet I'll be damned Built the debt I turned 2's up today Bet I'll be damned Gets harder to sense to sail Farewell fare well Mother numb to & devout to
Lifted up Reflective in returning love you sing Errant days filled me Fed me illusion's gate In temperate stream Welled up within me A hunger uncurbed
When do you know You know you learn D'you die in sin Born again With will to wind & wander Climb through needle neck to consent When do you know You
okay Cause I don't like y'all anyway ... And I don't like y'all anyway Fuck all y'all!! My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me My gat talk for me BLAT
white collar crooks, do jokes on lap tops (uh huh) Real niggaz snatch glocks, and run up in spots We can talk Trump talk, real estate, stocks, and bonds
It's simply a question of Market forces Money talks to me Whispers in my ear Gives me everything I want Everything I want Money talks to me Laughs right
so they'll never be free Keep them swallowing the swill, the celebrities, the paedophiles, the immigrants invading from the camp over the hill. War talk
wages, my shit is more outrageous Laugh at you, your shit's more outdated So ga'head talk about your cash I'll tell you about the Stock Market crash Mash
what I label as a, nerver plucker You're pluckin my nerves, you MC sucka I thought I oughta tell you, better yet warn That I am like a stock, and my word
enough to make a grown man scream and then I woke up, its not a bad dream I don?t really wanna talk about it cause every time I talk about it, I go off
used some I ain't here to boast, I don't do that When I talk it's straight dope, pure facts I rock hard but still called a new jack But talk shit, you
enough to make a grown man scream And then I woke up, this is not a bad dream I don't really wanna talk about it 'Cause every time I talk about it,
so broken hearted I fell apart when you departed then the joking started I was an open target, you play comedian And I became the laughing stock. but
a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team Everything ain't what it seems Niggas hatin' but I love them even though they trynna scheme But I'm past that, a niggas stock
's B dot O And you know my flow Yeah I hear them talkin' with that raspy shit (shhh) But what's an upper class man to a graduate? I said {mumbling} and you laugh
Smile in the wings, tell me I please you Call me a king and watch for the woodworm to choke me And you're like a giraffe, the performance is poor Watch the audience laugh
at the Waffle House. Bring me my gun. Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone. Man my whole world is upside down. I guess I'm about to be the laughing stock
