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01. $ chaserz

money chaserz, bunny capers
got the mic only to collect plenty papers
but i’m gunnin’ haters
you wouldn’t know “real” if it sat on your nose
run a pipe saw through your dome & leave a black rose
you got no love you couldn’t care less
make no one impressed when you act like you’re the best
go buy the top bulletproof vest it won’t protect
’cause i’ll take it when i’m done breaking your head & neck
you got no love cuz you have you have no hеart
but see i hail from the dark i’ll tear them apart
music savеs lives don’t you ever take advantage
only out for dollars? i’ll splatter you f-ggots
sh-t talked by a baller, b-tch, i’m not average
step up shot caller ’cause i’ma f-ckin’ maverick
flashing a gold chain saying “f-ck the rap mane!”
will be your last words ’cause i’m blasting wack fakes
motherf-ckers won’t disrespect something i love
just out to get paid? i’ll show you what the f-ck is up
your money means nothing in the alligators mouth
a fake punk murdered from a man underground

(chorus)
step aside music gold digger
got no respect, i’m the grave filler
greed equals death, all about the checks
i hate everyone with no love or respect
everyone needs to get paid now this is true
but without even liking the profession you’re a fool
you be looking all r-t-rded wearin all the fashion
plus you think you’re better, know how f-ckin stupid you acting?
this ain’t some game it’s why i’m alive & my passion
i don’t care about your label i’ll piledrive you through a table
step out my face with your money stack undeserver
plus i’ll look better in those threads when you’re murdered
all those fyne chicks in your video ain’t impressing
“god, he’s a b-tch!” is what i got your crew confessin’
you’re full of yourself ’cause you’re on your own d-ck
without your connections you really ain’t sh-t
can’t learn a lesson? well, learn about this:
you’re a greedy little hating, racist, weak ass pr-ck
i know to you i’m just a ghetto poor punk
but i’m realer then all your weak fictional junk
look down on me & laugh that’s ok
’cause someone’s out there above you doing the same
you make me sick with your annoying f-ckin songs
but you’ll learn some sh-t soon, on that i’m not wrong

- vect

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