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Taxi Hell Lyrics - Artist : Show Me The Body
Fingers count bills
In front of him Faces, Benjamins In this country, he make amends For his sins, in the war on the port Tell me how much was the ride To bring his body back Was it based on the weight He sends his bag, money To his family waiting, honey, daddy Driving his taxi Tell me what was the price Of the casket and grave Carried by his brothers Every night is a risk Skipped on or jumped Standing by the pump Holding the gas Tell me, how big was the hole They left in the back of his head As big as his eye? In death he is blind Born in Bangladesh Died in America Bleeding waiting waiting waiting Waiting to be married Tell me, where is the shooter Hasn't he already paid in his guilt Tell me where are the children Lessons of hate Lessens this guilt Lessons of hate Lessons of guilt Lessen this hate Lessen this guilt Lessen this hate Lessen this guilt "They makin' it unlivable bro, they wanna get you stressed out so they can put you in the fuckin' prison cell, and then they got you workin' in there and they got motherfuckers buyin' stocks in that shit, and then they got mandatory... They gotta keep that shit full. You know what happens to the prison if they don't keep it full? Them motherfuckers get fined bro, they get a fine. If they don't keep the fuckin' prison full, they get a fine... That's a fact. And that's where they wanna keep motherfuckers so they hire all these assholes and make 'em get on the street. And do some crazy shit. And that's what's going on" |
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