D Generation - Capital Offender lyrics

I may not exist on your gold card list But my dues are paid in full For a couple of grand, you wanna shake my hand Tell me what are you trying to pull You got cash, you got flash But you ain't got the heart to bleed You strong arm, you got charm But who's got the blood you need? (just a) Capital Offender I wanna place in the sun Before i'm 21 Maybe high in the Hollywood Hills You want exclusive rights, to sell away my life For a measily stack of bills I want cash, I want flash I want a car and a gal to match Buy high, Sell low I might as well sell my a** (and be the) Capital Offender(2x) You're hashing out deals On expense account meals Trying to get me cheap My pockets are empty you're six feet deep Ten or four, at the liquor store It all fell right into place For a couple of grand I said raise your hand And emptied two rounds into his face 25 to life Maximum security A poor fool, like me I never had any future you see (just a) capital offender (4x)