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Crime does pay so you take the easy way to earn money Your finger is on the trigger, READY AND WAITING IN THE CURVE Release your hounds then check your pimps, thinking you're invincible But you'll lose your balance while running to tomorrow You can't wash the blood on your hands These underground factions claim retaliation Your lust is breeding wars in the streets In the shadows you pull the strings And y' still think fake smiles and handshakes Will save you from flying bullets Money is strength, strength is power, insatiable because you still want more And I don't want to live this way, I'm thinking STRAIGHT and my heart is PURE Don't even see a grin when you hear the cries of your next victims So take' em out, rip' em off and shot' em DOWN, turn their lives to fucking flatlines You can't wash the blood on your hands Come on and get some, take the blow right in the face Kingpin! A bodybag is waiting your corpse wrapped in white sheets Sinking and drowning, feet bound by concrete So you wanna be a crime king? But what you'll earn is nothing You will lose your crown! From Letras Mania