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Let me put it to the people, i was raised to believe we're equal Everybody seesaw, on the same tip, Everybody, in the same boat, same trip, doing the same shit No evil, no malice, total disregard for bank balance But this vehicle i'm barely surviving in, Don't match the new one, that he's driving in, does it? Pissed off cause a really want some of that, But i got none of that and i can't make it Might just be done with that, go get a gun and that, Then a can rob them naked I ain't rich see, i'm far from that, I prowl these streets like a starving cat Hank marvin' chat, I work fifty hour weeks to be having that, try and fathom that Well you, break my spirit, and i'm in debt, to you What was, ever lasting, has ended, all too soon These super rich kids with their fast track pass, Went to my school, never in the same class Doors swung open like, they lost their locks, 'Cause, money talks like a chatterbox So no student loans, to repay or top up, Or dirty floors to relay or mop up Money runs dry, you need a top up, You could always call dad, you can tell him cough up Tell him 'cough up dad, taking a gap year, so don't get mad' Force fed with a silver spoon, Like a super rich goon, little baby tycoon All that money won't make you rich, all that money don't make you rich I'm skint, like i fell and i scraped my face, I've got nothing to prove, no money to lose Well you, break my spirit, and i'm in debt, to you What was, ever lasting, has ended, all too soon Yeah you, break my spirit, i'm a, toy for you What was, ever lasting, has ended, all too soon Break my spirit, and i'm in debt, to you What was, ever lasting, has ended, all too soon Make the money, don't make the money make you All that money, doesn't make them rich Make the money don't make the money make you
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