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Take my money, takin' all my time You’ll get yours, well, I'm just tryna get mine I don't care how you hunt for thrill ’Cause, darlin', I was made to shoot and made to kill Don't be mad that you're closer to death Life is tough and age has nothin' to do with it I'll just sit back and watch the show How far you push is how far you'll go Any hand that's ever fed I’ve kindly taken it and fled But I’ve never asked for any dime 'Cause I have one thing on my mind Makin’ it don't mean a thing If the path is paved with many strings There's more than one way to get ahead You made that call, you madе your bed Don't play judge if the jury’s in on it Truth surе talks loud when you least expect It's time to talk and now I know Now you're done, true colours show Any hand that's ever fed I've kindly taken it and fled Letras de cancionesBut I've never asked for any dime 'Cause I have one thing on my mind Makin' it don't mean a thing If the path is paved with many strings There's more than one way to get ahead You made that call, you made your bed Any hand that's ever fed I've kindly taken it and fled But I've never asked for any dime 'Cause I have one thing on my mind Makin' it don't mean a thing If the path is paved with many strings There's more than one way to get ahead You made that call, you made your bed Any hand that's ever fed I've kindly taken it and fled But I've never asked for any dime 'Cause I have one thing on my mind Makin' it don't mean a thing If the path is paved with many strings There's more than one way to get ahead You made that call, you made your bed From Letras Mania