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Every dollar gets us closer
Closer to . G . O . D .
Every fancy . S . U . V .
Forty million
Develop at height
Heights heights
Evict the whole block
I love your passion
Flowers that look like genitalia
Broken artist
Media backlash
Cash Cash
I am staying at her place
Its a rich suburb
I am staying
Just back from Berlin
Expecting you to do my job
You pleb you slob
Do what I say for no pay
Play with your genitalia
Play that beat
You dead beat
Crash crash I am waiting
I am waiting for money to fix a broken world
Get them working in the tittie bar
Get them in my flash car
Get those bills paid, kills, slay
Don’t talk back
This ain’t your track
Don’t make a mad man mad
Don’t make the good look bad
The world is all death and dollars
But my world isn’t bleak
It isn’t all dicks and balls
But flowers and trees, it depends where you look