Money, Mula , Dinero tryna get a piece
but just enough to get them out the streets
th jungle, the hood, the forest, the whore nest
no whore vest, to protect from the incurable disease
on your knees pyarin hopin for a piece to feed on
thrive on worship and eat
with the virus running through the veins its a strain to keep it away
gladly take more, make more put in in a safe
turning more corrupt second by second
abuses it and turns it into an evil fuel
ignite the match watch the strips fade away into a new day
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