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Sometime we waste, days and days
Fast moving girls and razor blades
Spent time away, void small claims
Lawyers and judges all my fines are paid
Nowhere to go, highway tolls
Fast food joints meet toilet bowls
Garbage men to the upper class
Designer clothing just to cover ass
We all complain about greed and hate
But our communities are putting up gates
They say the whole world is one big stage
Why do we keep our mother nature caged
 
*you left me with my cigarettes when I was broke and feeling low
you’re no better than the sun, I’d rather be alone
Raise money momma message 9-3-5
Bring me whiskey water just to stay alive
The cost of honey’s killing Brooklyn bees
Burn money mountain watch your rivers bleed
Everybody’s going their own way
Pieces of mind with nothing much to say
“Trash lake banks, busted bikes
Pinching penny people you are fishing for likes
We stand before sunsets blind
Inside your studios are diamonds and wine
You long for love in another’s touch
You’re only leaning on a crumbling crutch.
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