My generation’s for sale Beats a steady job. How much have you got ? My generation don’t trust no one Its hard to blame Not even ourselves The thing that’s real for us is: Fortune and Fame All the rest seems like work. Its just like Diamonds In shit
I’m high class I’m a Whore Actually both Basically Im a Pro We’ve all got our own style (of Baggage) Why hump it yourself You’ve made me an offer that I can refuse (course either way I get screwed) counter proposal: I go home & Jerk Off
It’s truly a lie. I counterfeit myself It’s truly a lie. I counterfeit myself You don’t own, you don’t own, you don’t own You don’t own what none can buy You don’t own
High and mighty you say selling out is a shame. Is that the name of your book? Push a silver spoon in your ass. No more holding us down (dog. down mutt. Nice mutt) You’re insulted you. You can’t be bought or sold. translation: offer too low You don’t know what you’re worth. It isn’t much My piano is for sale. How many times must I sell myself before my pieces are gone ? I’m one of a kind !!! I’m designer
Never again will I repeat myself Enough is never enough Never again will I repeat myself
It used to be the plan was: screwing the man Now its have sex with a man (after he buys you .com for sale at a low, low price)
It’s truly a lie, I counterfeit myself Its truly a lie, I counterfeit myself You don’t own , you don’t own, you don’t own me You don’t own what none can buy You don’t own Neither do I Neither do I Either I'm designer
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