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Confidence broken We fight for control All my friends are hollow And no one else is whole [Pre-chorus:] I'm not your anxiety I'm not your anxiety [
Forget the salad, just eat my meat They pay big dollars, 'cause they don't come free To spend time with the dick, the Almighty [BM] That dick will make you cheat
Who in the world they're gonna beat For that lean, mean, mean green Almighty dollar, money For the love of money People will lie, Lord, they will cheat
all with different fates... Taught them almost all I knew and now, the best, the primus Number Nine of eleven little littermates, feeling almighty, is
' in a dream world Neo, power to the people Nobody's equal, everybody's diverse and different My lyric'll never cheat you, my verse is gifted So manifest what you believe is God Almighty
almighty So when you critique my music you sound like fools to me And I dont think you deserve to hear another jewel from me The industry cheated me,
that was used But someone killed country music, cut out it?s heart and soul They got away with murder down on Music Row The almighty dollar and the lust
the weapon that was used But someone killed Country Music Cut out its heart and soul They got away with murder Down on Music Row The almighty dollar
that was used But someone killed country music, cut out its heart and soul They got away with murder down on music row The almighty dollar and the lust
know who in the world they're gonna beat For that lean, mean, mean green Almighty dollar, money For the love of money People will lie, Lord, they will cheat
... she need a paper towel.dont pull it out. ahhhh like your smile. Chorus: Answer your phone.hello?(wuddup) pick up your phone,are you cheating? (are you cheating
I been) Doin' wrong, doin' wrong (Good God Almighty I've been, oh) Doin' wrong, doin' wrong (Everybody sing with me, oh, doin') Doin' wrong, doin' wrong (Good God Almighty
Littermates, all with different fates... Taught them almost all I knew and now, the best, the primus Number Nine of eleven little littermates, feeling almighty
world they gotta beat For that lean, mean, mean green (For the love of money) People will lie, Lord they will cheat (For the love of money) People don
Intro [Instruments] Well I say let the almighty Father we praise And yes black people I love you always [instruments
