Money, Keeps a rich man fat
Lust; keeps a whore on her back
Pain, drives a man insane
Drugs, keeps reality away

Excuse me what you done to me
I can't see straight and I feel shakey
The earth just moved right under me
Guess I'm just a music junkie

What you hear is what you get
This ain't no idle threat
Take my words I speak of truth
What you got that's so bad to lose

Money, Lust, Pain and Drugs

Two emotions, two possessions
Make the world go round
But it don't apply to me
I'll tell you what I found
A sound that means the world to me
With a money back, fool proof, guarantee

What you hear is what you get
This ain't no idle threat
Take my words I speak of truth
What you got that's so bad to lose

So if you lose your way of life
And the pressures are getting you down
One shot of what we got
Will spin your ass around

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