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(Run from the stage!)
(Better recognize!)
(I don't do this for the cash)
(Better recognize!)
(I don't do this for the cash)
(Run from the stage!)
(I don't do this for the cash)
Fame and fortune, fortune and fame
So many lose integrity distorting the game
Relax no pain, no gain that's when they bend you
Sign off and send you, to grind off they lend you
More than you seen, growing up in the slums
Keep you in the red, like you're throwing up blood
Cocaine raps, when you never cut a drug
Crept on and stepped on and never caught a buzz
Whole sale, souls, up for auction use caution
Some high bidders, pay blood, what the cost is
Fine print read it, Luciferian, delirium
Rituals from Babylon taught by Assyrians
It's unsettling, buying with a pedaling
Dopamine adrenaline, dreams that they meddle in
I keep the metal in crow bar and pry out
Lord have mercy on them all when they cry out
And I ain't never had to sell my soul
(Better recognize!)
And I ain't never had to sell my soul
(I don't do this for the cash)
The Fortune and fame, the fame and the fortune
Hear to see it clear, through the audio distortion
Culture's being canceled, an audio abortion
Consortium plat on your audio proportion
Pay outs are way out, pay rates and lay out
Blue prints, two cents, that you get, to stay out
Take the crumbs, date a model or two
Go and be a diddy, Lube a bottle or two
Slick talk, few suckas out they publishing too
Abuse every blessing, till they punishing you
I seen em all come and seen em all go back
I seen em fall off when they try and take they soul back
Blackmail rings, got your soul on that Kodak
Replaying all the good old day like a throw back
And I wish I never met her at all
Carl Thomas all honest, yo, I'm deading the call
And I ain't never had to sell my soul
(Better recognize!)
And I ain't never had to sell my soul
(I don't do this for the cash)