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Ten racks lookin’ at you, oh What you gonna do with all the dough? My momma said I should be Layin’ really really low Ten racks runnin’ to you They don’t know what you know They’re made of lies They don’t know what you know Give ‘em a little bit of hope Wisdom lies underneath Golden tee shirts at my feet Knock a man onto his knees He’ll thank you later in his sleep There’ll come a time when they say You’re outta line But just don’t give up, don’t give up Ten rocks aimin’ at you, oh no What you gonna do with all your foe? My momma said you should be Layin’ really low, no But what does she know? What do we know? Don’t give up (repeats) From Letras Mania