Aggravation of possesion, morbid view on life
How much will you collect till you fuckin' die
I can't go the way you choose
I'd exchange all oil for booze
Desperation, no salvation and no sense at all
So much money, will you get a coffin made of gold?
I wanna see you in your grave
With burning bucks around
Let's get'em all and burn'em all
For our righteousness
Die moneybags, I'll kill you all
For our countenance
Die die moneybag die
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