Triple One - That's My Money Тексты

Strain on my face, on my face
Strain on my face, on my face
Strain on my face, on my face
Strain on my face, on my face
Strain on my face, on my face
Strain on my face, on my face

Ohh I get my money, love my paper
You'll never take my money, like I'll never take your soul
Ohh I get my money, love my paper
Never take my money, like I'll never take your soul
(Phantom: That's my money!)
Ohh I get my money, love my paper
You'll never take my money, like I'll never take your soul
(Phantom: That's my money!)
Ohh I get my money, love my paper
Never take my money, like I'll never take your soul

Would you trade your soul for money?
Would you trade your soul for gold?
I would, I would, I would, I would - my soul has just been sold
They sent me through the system, they made me sell my soul
They say I'm another piston running a machine 'til I grow old
They pushed me on the desk since I was five years old
Fifteen years passed, my brain's been raped and I'm still in this hole
You know what takes a toll?
You know what really does?
All the way from scripture (?) drugs to manic depression, shedding blood
I'm a hunter-gatherer bruh, I don't really need a fast car
I need that cushy pussy on tap, that box gap
Can you do that for me, tugging you up really makes me horny
I'll be gina rinehart
You can be the world
I'll suck you dry of all your pearl
Go and fuck your kids (?)
I don't support child labour
Release your anger with this light saber
Scream fuck the government while I hit it from the back
Scream fuck the world while I hit it from the back
When I die take my body to the alps in tibet
Away from the fumes of the jets
When I die take my body to the bugs and the ants and the birds who'll sing this chant

Greed is to money what money's to greed
Give me four thousand beers and a fat sack of weed
I'll drink and I'll smoke 'til my life disappears
That's just an object but it brought you to tears
Step to the ledge and let vertigo take
Sleep on the floor let the ground be my wake
Suits on the trains with their ties and shoes

Take it, you'll take it, you'll take 'til you lose
Laughing the grips of my hair with a noose
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