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Ain’t about reward but about the sweat

Broken backs are normal

Oh but no regrets

Workin’ hard can’t make it

Despite what you get

Expect it handed to you

Pure profit and debt.

It’s printed on the money man

But that’s a fuckin’ lie

In me I trust

Integrity

I’m not the enemy

You miserable fuck

Still you try placing blame

On a string of bad luck.

Do you want a piece of me?

For short term money?!

It’s the principle this time…

No more words please.

It’s printed on the money man

But that’s a fuckin’ lie

In me I trust

Integrity

I’m not the enemy

You miserable fuck

Still you try placing blame

On a string of bad luck.

Death isn’t all that bad

For those that have never known.

Those, those that are at the threshold

Your wrongs are always shown.

What’s next? Terror is the plan

To keep you fucks in your place.

But why, why is there no one left to save you

When you’re all getting beat in, the face?

This is all you want for

This is all you need

Life has sent you back again

Can you sense the things you breed?

I will put your mind away

Blame is all you need

Shame can be your exit

that will only make you bleed.

I will break you down

Sever the ties that bind

Notions become too real

Your skin begins to peel.

Begins…

To peel.

Suffer now your sentence

You’re night it grips the black.

Nothing can help you now

Or bring your weak ass back.

Surely I pose the question

As your life is at its end;

Was it your acts or works?

My opinion never worked my friend.

I will break you down

Sever the ties that bind

Notions become too real

Your skin begins to peel.

Ain’t about reward

But about the sweat

Notions become too real

Your skin,

Skin begins to peel.

It’s printed on the money man

But that’s a fuckin’ lie

In me I trust

Integrity

I’m not the enemy

You miserable fuck

Still you try placing blame

On a string of bad luck.