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Money is the Beast
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Poems Something you got
Nothing You need
You can use it
to buy all your weed
Causes you troubl
Causes you pain
you cannon rest
until its slain
The beast is big
so no one can comprehend
makes the world go round
and without this it would all fall down
corprates are greedy
an got more then their share
what the fuck is wrong with this
Does any one care?
their stealing and sinning
but nobody's winning
we're all at a loss
cant determine whos the boss
controlling us all
bringing about our downfall
and in the end
where will i be lead?
