| Brownnose for the brown stone, Dow Jones is down low
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| Now that that Moscow is cash cow for proud folk
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| Beef with the, crowd eating
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| Down for the count, how far can that go?
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| Watch out your mouth bro, house out of glass stones
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| Outside the mass throw, pout, frown,
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| Fast how the grass grows, mass where the cash go
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| Laugh, better ask those who pass you the calzone
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| Nap’s over at home, DC money
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| That’s at least 320 for your niece and each sonny
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| Best believe I’m a neat freak, keep clean undies
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| Live free when I speak deep, be street cunning
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| It’s nutty, you’re a beast when you’re hungry, eat something
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| Keep hunting, hundred miles and running, no fronting
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| Let’s defund the man back rope quitting was their last hope
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| Laps swimming outdoors lack dough
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| Ash spittin', let 'em know, now we grown out control
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| Want it now or not at all, cut your losses toss the
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| Bend the law, accept the flaws
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| Cents will put your sense on pause
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| Kings who’s in charge
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| Success is for the rest to solve
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| Tests resolved, Testicles
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| Legends we are set to call
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| Best of all, less is more, I suggest Professor Roth |