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rack that money n gold do what your told just dont sell your soul to the job at steak or youll be the iron face bassed of life trying not to pipe but every where he turns there drugs in sight its a life i live im grown not a kid play baseball when young now im thug trying not to be a bum so i rack that n gold rack that gold do what im told but never gonna sell my soul to the devils control switch pop shift tight whipped every nights a gift when im a greatful addict that didnt use payed my dues got bruise mind from drug addicts that slide outline but inside i feel alright do things so right as im tight man in a tight band that loves to jam butter band melt but no more sand ive held
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