Lyrics

Money problems are a problem when ya ain't got no bread, Grab a gun - kill someone - go get paid! Desperate times and desperate measures leave you for fuckin' dead, Ran your pockets, stole your shit, A shallow grave! Load up my 9... Couldn't foresee your sealed fate bitch It's check mate where you stand, Homicidal - never broke Spray your brains Severe pain No shame Watch us maim Severe pain Watch us maim Flesh decay Stains the ground where you lay, Stay bloody Ruthless muggers show no mercy, Keepin' paid Never budget or pre-paid Our greed Will not stop 'til we got it all. Always strapped never capped Stay bloody Ruthless sluggers show no pity, Our greed Won't stop 'til we have it all Left for dead You're one of many to take the fall. We take what we want with no questions ever asked We do it face to face no need to wear a mask We want you to see our faces as we put you down We are money-hungry punks that will unleash a Hate-driven-warfare-warfare Hate-driven-warfare-warfare Hate-driven-warfare-warfare Corruption MONEY POWER DEATH That's how I get my respect Money power death That's how I get my respect Money power death That's how we force our respect -using necessary means No holding back we take what we want Don't be naive The writing's on the wall. Money power death That's how we force our respect Using necessary means
Writer(s): Dennis Morgan, Don Campan, Mike Mayo, Waking The Cadaver Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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