[Intro] (yeah...) [Verse 1] Tracin' the outlines of the fliest of blueprints Following the footsteps, observing consequence noting the time, following each line, And searching to find a process I'll call mine. (uuh) And I'm working on rhyme schemes to uncover their cadence Wanting to spit syllables like a mac. (ten) Bullets bouncing everywhere left, right, and then Up to no good is where it seems my thoughts want to end. I'll poke holes in whatever you're standin' on by simply relatin', to the bare bones, Snuffing out the foundation of, every single one of your homes. I might know just where you live and where you frequently, roam (Just so you know), whenever I'm coming no one ever knows. And if you ever decide to own up, to the simple fact That your facade is that, just a gilded party hat You'd see all this deftly tracks, (facts) (Yearh) They'll be no way you're denying that. [Very Heavy] Come, step into the fray, or just, give up and die in dismay, If you need motivation, go ahead and quote 'The Grey' But if you don't wanna cave, there's nothing I could say, To keep the hounds away or to keep the rockets, stayeD. [Pre-chorus] And they'll hunt you down, (I promise you !), Making sure you're saved for the fiends, to splay, And they'll have their way, keep you down Making sure you stay, (until the end of your days!)! [Musical Break] [Deep Bass Chorus] Who, cares who cries out That's their fault not mine now (Though I squeeze you) for every single penny Leave, my employees practically penniless! Who, cares who cries out That's their fault not mine now (Though I squeeze you) for every single penny Leave, my employees practically penniless! "While I'm just fattenin' my own pockets, just to say": [Dissmissive]"This is first come first serve" (now, what's that sound like?), ...(Greed) (hah) [Verse 2] I'll give you one chance to speak true, (cause you can't) As if the only thing you think about. isn't you. As if you didn't have a child for, the perceived view As if you didn't get married for the motions you get to go, through, All the smiling and the waving, the gifts and ribbon saving But when the doors are closed, on an island, you are far from behaving But now, you're just checking out your green line on naZdaq, Wondering what, now, what could you lack (Ha!) Oh that's right nothin', no, you're perfect!, (everything? yeah, you definitely deserve that!) Apparently this is a free for all, dog eat dog, survival of the best Unless it's ever, you who find you're about to fall (Oh, What's this I see?) someone begging for change on the street, Crying out in shame, shaking a cup like and offering? You've raised your hands up to the flame in the sky, praying for relief I wonder if it'll even notice a mote, of your grief [Mocking] Now, oh no I've lost everything, somebody help me please Wonder what you said to all those people, (begging on their knees!) (It's just Greed...) [Heavy Chorus] Who, cares who cries out That's their fault not mine now (Though I squeeze you) for every single penny Leave, my employees practically penniless! "Yea, this is, first come, first serve." ..What's that sound like?, (One word...) ...(Greed) (hah) [Pre-Breakdown] [Verse 3] Now I'm not addressing the desire to succeed Calm down that's like asking some people not to breathe, (Yearh!) Some people are just driven to continue to move It was instilled in them from the moment they were spawned in the womb. But when your success only serves to limit, equal success for the rest, Then that's exactly why I'm here bearing this, hollow pointed, Address Precisely how there's only so much available to invest, Just so, a vest can only (hold so many bullets from your fucking chest!), So while you sit on your furniture that, goes beyond comfort Even leagues beyond, the goal, of just making a show of it, That excess's, now unavailable, to anyone else (true) Which also means the advancing of All things, including you (bitch!) But you're you, constantly, and increasingly, making things more difficult without any reasoning Like someone eating the, entire dinner table All the way down to, (the tablecloth's, fucking label!)! (WHAT THE FUCK!?)... [Hardcore Metal Break Down] [Explosive Chorus] Guess, who's crying now It's, not my fault (no!)! (Though you squeezed them), for every single penny Left your employees practically penniless! [Dismissive]"Yeah, this is, first come, first serve." ..What's that sound like?, ...(Greed), [retch] [Abridged Chorus] Who cares who cries out....! That's not my fault...! Who!.... Cares!... [Sarcastic] (Surely, not you...) [Breakdown]
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