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