Take your time
You won't spare a dime
Because no one can win
When wealth is your sin
So you all will be scared
Feel the wax in your hair
Starts to melt as you run
But you won't run for fun

Becuase you wallet is the life you're running for
So many people's blood on your hands
How much longer can you run with fire in your heels
No, the winner will always be me and only me

I see them running down
The bratrace has begun
A king of punishment for mainstream fishes
Can't feel no sympathy
The bratrace has begun
The pavement files their feet
The blood will fill the streets

One hour has gone thru the night
Don't come to close cuz I want to slay
I am your puppet master
Exist for me, hate, pain and rage!

"Can't we all just go home
I just want to be alone?"
You will run till you puke
Watch your life pass away
"I can pay you ten times
I can do everything"
But you are here to die
While the burn in your tie...

...Is burning for all the demons in your head
Mad and sadly turning poor of life instead
Crimes that you've done to lick the bigger ass in hell
Lies you told to stain the competes with bigger hearts

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