The city is full of people but noone knows you
Money and sex the things they relate to
They want to see what's real, what they can touch and feel
The world is fucked, and that's how I feel
I got ten million reasons to kill
Got ten millions items for me to steal
I am travelling on the road to riches
Mercenary as fuck, fuckin' bitches
But at the end of the day still empty as fuck
Truth be told, I never tried to sneak a touch
On dollar bills and butts, I guess I never will
Fit into your fuckin' system against my own will
Somebody once preached "God loves Ugly"
But the way I see it, I can guarantee
It's not a virtue anymore, it's kicked out the door
Withstanding the stampede as I lie on the floor
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