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I may not exist on your gold card list
But my dues are paid in full
For a couple of grand you want to shake my hand
Tell me what are you trying to pull
You got cash, you got flash
But you ain't got the heart to bleed
You're stone numb, you got charm
But who's got the blood you need
A capital offender
I want a place in the sun before I'm 21
Maybe high in the Hollywood hills
You want exclusive rights to sign away my life
For a measly stack of bills
I want cash, I want flash
I want a car and a girl to match
I'll buy high, sell low
I might as well sell my ass
And be the capital offender
A capital offender
Your hash and ideals only spin to count reals
Trying to get me cheap
My pockets are empty, you're six feet deep
Stand up fall at the liquor store
It all fell right into place
For a couple of grand I said raise your hand
Emptied two rounds into his face
25 To life, maximum security
A poor fool like me
I never had any future you see
Just a capital offender
A capital offender
A capital offender