Lucre

They say god remakes the world every day
But the amount of good
And evil/he never change
It's said that you pay for what you do
But to see bad men buried
With honor is nothing new
I often hear hard work is it's own reward
And that the world is promised to
The meek and the poor
I take that like a kiss from a whore
I take that like a kiss from a whore

High concepts written in a cold sweat
Fever high like the price of gold get
Or high capacity clips from
The grandfathered Tec
What you expect with a black president-elect?
Warned em
Fire Next Time but they fucking slept yet
I still felt bad when your mothers wept
Existentialist questions like Blood or Crip?
Seats catcher's mitt soft in the gutta whip
Petit bourgeoisie hold power/butter grip
Clandestine meeting/foreign government
Money up front/signed over the publishing
Whisky neat/cigars blunt/we talked circles
Oak paneled study
Discussin' how and when to murk you

They say god remakes the world every day
But the amount of good
And evil/he never change
It's said that you pay for what you do
But to see bad men buried
With honor is nothing new
I often hear hard work is it's own reward
And that the world is promised to
The meek and the poor
I take that like a kiss from a whore
I take that like a kiss from a whore

He's a vet with no stripes who changed
Sides twice to save his life
Still got spotted
Pulled out the crowd and shot twice
Women avert their sight
Stray dogs lingered as the body lay
In the street till night
Illustrating the might of snapping
The right finger
Change in pitch/expression on
Face/a brief gesture
That holds weight like a snitch at
The bottom of a cold lake anwar Sadat
Death parade
Warm coke sipped in the shade/he
Dreams of the day
Women guard him like Quaddafi
Bedouin tents Amazons in
Epaulettes/Tunisian property
Mom used to say "if you're going to do it
Do it properly"
Everything must go is how the sign translate
Approximately 300 K in the suitcase/give or
Take/the price of Monopoly
Utilities and railroads in Baltic
States/We made a mockery
Of all you held dear/from Good
Hope to Cape Fear
Manilla envelopes/Anglo-American De Beers
For he's a jolly good fellow/ Three cheers

They say god remakes the world every day
But the amount of good
And evil/he never change
It's said that you pay for what you do
But to see bad men buried
With honor is nothing new
I often hear hard work is it's own reward
And that the world is promised to
The meek and the poor
I take that like a kiss from a whore
I take that like a kiss from a whore