im money broke and its no joke
cant core use the rope this time
nuckel up buckel up the ride´s
getting rough but i will not loose my mind
i asked em if i could come in
and the first thing they said was no
if i cant come in thats mean that i cant come back that means i got nowhere to go

im a hyena fighting for lion share
sometimes the lions share aint there

absent from political authority an animal ive become
total disorder and confusion
is the life style that i run permit me to do what i want and i will im a nomad to travel
conrete class stone and gravel

-chour-

every time i turn around it´s the same sad story
getting ganked i wish it could end in lifes comisary im a bad missionary with a wicked
message i sent who can i trust in a world of greed when im taught to take and not to give
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