I've been trying to find a better way
But the system owns us all and there is no escape
So take your cash
Get the fuck out of my face
I refuse to be another slave
This disease is slipping through the blood stream
They believe that they are all above me
You had the world at the palm of your hands
Now you're on your knees at your money's demand
You've had everything handed to you
You'll never know the struggles I've been through
/ You have the world in the palm of your hands
/ But you're on your knees at your money's demand
The current me's discrepancy
I won't be owned by currency
The paper may be all that you need
But dead presidents don't mean shit to me
Money is all you have to your name
So what's the point of playing the game
If what you seek is fortune and fame
Then what's it worth when it all goes up in flames
Conditioned to put my faith in another false prescription Divisions that have been cause by the lies of the politicians
How long
will it take you to learn
If you're gonna play with fire then you're gonna get burned
Time heals but the truth still hurts
Bury the diamond in the fucking dirt
It's your darkest description
Cash is the soul that gripping
It's a mental addiction
Of your broken vision
Blackest production of self destruction

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