Lowicz & Mick Rosel - Become Trader | Текст песни

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• Lowicz & Mick Rosel
• Become Trader

U r kid, u r teen
U r fucked up all day long
Wanking your time at home
Playing nintendo alone
To suceed u woudl kill
To be greeted like a king
Cruiese your bitch in a porsche
They will scream ... u r so posh!
U have no idea ... no creativity
Don't worry at 30
U'll scorn, u'll crush
Your underpaid PA
Will be begging for blow jobs
No stress ... no panic
Make dollars, roll some notes

At your desk, u r the head
Watch your screens, check them scream
U chose up, they went down
Higher the curve can go
Quicker u reach your goal
Bigger will be your boat
Never cry for the crowd
People are set to sweat
Finance brings u cash
Money attracts biatch
Funky bitch ... keen on art
Tells u to stosh your dosh
Ask your chick ... she may now
The latest art on show
By shitting on a frame
Show them u've got some balls

Goldman Sachs is in the house
Lazard in da house
UBS in the house
CITI in the house
Rothschild in the house
Morgan Stanley in the house
SEC in the house
FBI is in da bank

Now listen to your guide
Don't follow your dreams
Give up on your passions
Don't be fooled like descartes
Industry left the country
IT is so geeky
Consultings insulting
For your hopeful future
Do a bit of maths
Apply for a masterclass
Keep training at poker
U'll be Wall Street gangster.