I got concrete shoes and pockets full of lead. Status symbols drag me down
And if ya don't pay your debt, you will wind up at the bottom of the f**ing Boston harbor
The number one k**er, cash, cabbage and dough
Exploit the world and then count your coin
Gasoline burns paper with ease. If I could just get my hands on it
Half a mind to say goodbye, the other half to curl up and die
How can I make it in this world without a reason to fight. Showtime
Make yourself up, then you die. If I could just get my hands on it