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May 2016
people think money will hide there ugly ways
believing they're above you cuz they call themselves "paid"
your as sorry as a cockroach, time to grab the raid
cuz money ain't change gone change the heartless look in your gaze
& we all know that money was part of the big trade
the devil has your soul, something he now owns
your swimming in the green, you think your problems gone
but money ain't the answer or the melody to the song.
Destiny Dominique
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Destiny Dominique  buffalo
   Bugs Spencer
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