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Greed can't wash your filthy hands |
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Now you know |
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Just where you really stand |
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Competition. |
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Man against man |
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Vicious players, |
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Game of life has no plan. |
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Candiate for office, |
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You vote for me, |
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I'm young, smart, smooth-talkin', no one can bullshit me |
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Promises promises |
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Just another vote. |
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High paid thief in office, sharpened lies cut your throat |
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What do you really want |
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What will you pay |
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To stab another back, |
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To get your way |
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And grease the painted palms, all gagged and bound |
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You try to rip me off |
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I'll bring you down |
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Kill Or be killed, that's what we're all taught |
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Money, drugs, religion, they've all got their plots |
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To make it to the big time, then pay off the cops |
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It's greed that motivates them and only death will make them stop |
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Guilt tool of the trade, you crushed someone's mind |
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To get your own way, you were my friend |
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You've cut the bloodline that never ends |
