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letra de mammon - slacks

[intro]
(mammon)
yeah
(mammon)

[verse 1]
yeah, he makes the world go around
when you’re down, he’s the clown
turn that frown to a dow
and the market to a cow
see, we livin’ in the now
yeah, we livin’ in the now
got diamonds arriving, ’cause my signs alligning
i know that it’s greedy, but i’m really not minding
drippin’ in the emeralds that heaven sold me
in general be generous what heaven told me
so my blessings on me

[hook]
ain’t sh-t funny when you won today?
ain’t sh-t money when your honey gonna play?
at this rate why anybody complain?
you can get it, if you get it, but it’s all just a game
lying to ourselves, exonerating pain
the skies ain’t the limit, mental heights to be made
mental life, we insane
and it’s all for the mammon

[verse 2]
mammon, the mammoth we demand to live with
it’s canon, godd-mnit, seems we plan to get rich
excessive or not, wealth levies a lot
wealth says she’s on top, whether she cherry or not
wealth harries the c-ck, until it’s hard as a rock
then let it grow stocks, yeah, so steady it throbs
ready for costs
’cause we lost to the boss
been slinging some za’s
with domino’s sauce
and i’m drippin’ in it since it’s too much
you ain’t listen when it gets too hush (shh)
’cause you too rushed
bob ross, homie, get a new brush
and some paint cans, and a spray-tan
fool’s gold your skin to put in layman’s
if you the rainman, then make it rain, man

[verse 3]
gold reflection, infrared spectrum
we can see the heat and yet we still beat brethren
down until they’re broken, choking on dope and cough
and now they really cain’t cope at all
’cause we breeding thieves, cutthroats and dogs
these g*niuses see hope as flawed
or so they hem and haw, jesus
good lord ain’t even had this many laws
and nonbelievers still mistreat him
it’s like we yawn when he gives us our freedom
keys to the kingdom, but we’d trade it all off for a threesome
’cause we love to romance that fine–ss finance
we huff and blow dice for a chance to advance
this prophetic problem on hourgl-ss sands
rake in deposits our pocket demands
too bad we can’t keep it all in our pants

[break]
do you truly pay your respects?
(can’t avoid the pain, can’t avoid the pain)
or do you pay him with the greenbacks?
(gotta deal with shame, gotta deal with shame)

[refrain]
mammon serving f-ckers get freed from control
c’mon, lift your knees, you ain’t need to go low
tired of the damage, it won’t always be around
so keep your mind sunny, and the money background
(x4)

[outro]
a green ‘s’ laid green tracks on my pupils once
i’ve felt less than nothing ever since

- slacks

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