| About to flip and I ain’t irrational yet
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| Racked up my version of the national debt
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| Packed up and moved more times than I can count
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| My bank account stays in negative amounts
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| I juggle credit cards like hard decisions
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| Spend money I don’t have like it’s armageddon
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| Moderation ain’t in line with modern living
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| I was made to shine and I don’t got a pot to piss in
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| If there’s a bill I can’t spend, haven’t met it yet
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| Alarms go off when they do a credit check
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| They say talking money isn’t proper etiquette
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| If I’m walking funny, I want the benefits
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| My jobs fucking me, you’ve heard it before
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| The rich want more so they murder the poor
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| See how they get when you’re deserting the stores
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| Almost the same as if you’re deserting the war
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| What?
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| I earned it so I spend it
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| Give me the doe and everything’s splendid
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| Hold out and your life is ended
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| The strong survive like nature intended
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| The choice we make for a late Mercedes
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| May just take us to the Gates of Hades
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| We fake for ladies, forsake our babies
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| Greed’s still good though we hate the 80's |
| With the small town outlook I can’t out swing it
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| Found out quick about the games that they’re bringing
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| Same bells ringing with the hope of Enron
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| Heed the apocalypse and don’t get slept on
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| No justice but a free line of credit
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| Which doesn’t make sense at any percentage
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| Need to invent this next killer app
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| But still I rap something that prevents turning back
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| To the life of the civil
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| Land of the obedient
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| Moonlight like Cybil until the plan’s meaningless
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| The man’s cheating just getting the poor folk
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| Bleed till dry then spend till you’re broke
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| Get in on the ground floor
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| Then party like a whore till you’re bored
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| Let 'em show you the door
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| The house, the auto and the membership cashed in
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| Last year’s role model, this year’s has been
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| Good as your last win, but what’s done lately?
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| Can’t forget past sins, though some won’t blame me
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| Nothing stains me but I ain’t been thanked yet
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| I’ll stick around till I’m issued a blank check
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| «A bank account can amount, to make a dif'
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| I’m blessed with the gift they say is priceless» |