Walking through the city feel an appetite
A society who’s only dream is flashing lights
Tallest man profit off the miners gold
Bottled up misfortune now he selling soul
Gotta pay rent for every breath I take
If time makes sense you get another day
Freedom always coming with a hefty toll
Honeypot honeypot don’t you see them dippin’
Its a cold world, maybe Lady Luck will cut you slack
Battle for civility where’s the dignity in that
When the highest on the hill make the rules and bend them back
Capital and conflict they go hand in hand
Never count your losses only dividends
If we created equal man dont mirror me
I’m a spitting image of who I gotta be
I’m a spitting image of who I gotta be
Honey pot honey pot don’t you see them dippin’
It’s a cold world maybe Lady Luck will cut you slack
Cut you slack
Maybe Lady Luck will cut you slack
I see man laid out in street
Give him bread grown from my plight
This well wish won’t get him right
Only feed you for a night
Made my way I slipped the tax
Uncle Sam been on my #ss
If man dont work then man don’t eat
Capital is all he need
Capital is all he need
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