Vio-Lence Lyrics

Vio-Lence Lyrics

"Profit Lyrics"

Borrowing You Lyrics
Hey beautiful can I have you for a while? Here in my head you're the one I never thought I would find somebody like you I never thought you would come my way Lending time, passing through all the seas

[Music: Flynn,Demmel]
[Lyrics: Killian]

[ Solo: Flynn ]
Feeling Taken, God Do I Hate.
Pinstripped, Blacktied, Corporate Minds
That Hate.
All That They See Fit To Be Theirs.
Giving Nothing Except Only To Their Heirs.
Desease Kills Constantly Unseen.
The Rich Pad Their Pockets, And Fulfill Their
Money Schemes.
Human Waste, Sucking Off The Cement
They Beg, You See Nothing, You're Too
Innocent.
All That You Hold
If You Owe, They Have
Farewell Lyrics
A cheek was beckoned By a tear A hand on a sword And a whispering to hear A word never spoken A deed never done Time now is near Farewell my son... Hail to thee Great Valkyries Lead my son to
Sold.
Interest Indeed
What I See Is Greed
I Profit Off
All That You've Got.
Give It To Me.
Others Worse, They'll Fuck You With Greed.
Friendly Investment, On Their Minds
Embezzling.
Foolish Suckers, You're Born Every Day.
Use Them, Confuse Them, And Then They Are
Kicked Away.
Rip You Off For All That You're Worth.
A Quick Scheme Your Dreams Are Face Down In
The Dirt.
Bleeding Hearts, They've Got No Conscience
For You.
You Luck, Sh
Weltering In Blood Lyrics
A darkened soul captive of the spell Bloody seizures festering in pain Bombing angels the reign of blood 'til death Camoflauged in the stench of human misery Chanting the prayer of no return Called by a whisper soon shrou
it Luck, You're Fucked,
You're Through.
All That You Hold
If You Owe, They Have Sold.
Interest Indeed
What I See Is Greed
I Profit Off
All That You've Got.
Give It To Me.
[ Solo: Demmel ]
I Know I'm Not Against A Quick Buck.
Profit Margin, I'd Like To Have One Myself,
But Then, Some Scum, Money Is All That
They Want.
Immaculate Dreamland, For Their Needs They
Will Rip You Off
Give Me Cash, Give Me All That You've Got
Fill My Pocket
G-Unit Anthem Lyrics
(Chorus) 2x G-Unit in tha House (wut nigga wut) G-Unit in tha House (wut wut wut ) G-Unit in tha House (wut nigga wut) G-G-G-UNIT! Tony Yayo: In my hood u get no points for your jumpshot as soon as the s
s, Hand It Over, Do Not Conserve.
Rich Making Poor Is All I Want To Be.
I Profit, Embezzle, Cold Cash For Me.
All That You Hold
If You Owe, They Have Sold.
Interest Indeed
What I See Is Greed.
I Profit Off
All That You've Got.
Give It To Me.
Sifting My Hands, Through The Color, The Money,
The Green I Must See, Only This Is No Dream.
I'm No Longer The Scum On The Street Not The Bum
That You Scrape Off Your Shoes As You Turn.