my niggaz, you bound to see a profit Profit, p-p-profit, the profit Profit, p-p-profit, the profit Profit, p-p-profit, the profit Profit, p-p-profit, the profit
Look up on the ledge There's a bomber diving on the golden street Down below the crowd is falling Bullets under feet Don't tell me, no, don't tell me
Goodbye, cruel world Of this shape, a star of five Also applies to the one with six sides Against the sun and against the moon I warn you that these
Greed I Profit Off All That You've Got. Give It To Me. [ Solo: Demmel ] I Know I'm Not Against A Quick Buck. Profit Margin, I'd Like To Have One Myself
re Too Innocent. All That You Hold If You Owe, They Have Sold. Interest Indeed What I See Is Greed I Profit Off All That You've Got. Give It To Me. Others
War profiteering (is killing us all!) Capitalistic intent gone wild, How much further down will we alive? Death of 1000 we have mourned, Capitalist scumbag
profit, they're buying our souls It's power from proit, puts you on the dole It's power from profit, a good job's hard to find It's power from profit
I'm a world prophet. Put on your suits Your dark navy suits. Get out in the streets and make a profit, a false profit
whenever push comes to shove Oh, and all the wrongs I don't right Just to curb this fucking appetite The question is clear: Will I be a prophet or a profiteer
care how many die. Mother earth raped once more, mutilated to the core - NEVER CARING - = - NEVER SHARING - = - FILL YOUR POCKETS - = - WITH THE STENCH OF PROFIT
The profits of doom Quarterly projections The profits of doom Genesis and Exodus Leviticus and Numbers Gideon is knocking in your hotel While you slumber Swallower of Planets The profits
we are the masses bury the classes who pays, who profits? you!
I can see clearly Writing down the first line in my mind My convictions stay true Keep the words I said Take the time tonight and write this song about
[Music - Lorenzo] [Lyrics - Tecchio] In The Words Of The Profit Fly out of this world we're on, you'll get a global point of view Altered consciousness
Get on your knees and fucking give thanks for, that self-righteous sanctity. The happiness in your heart is just one dollar away, and you know its not
Lack of scruple and a greed Clearing of the rain forests People who haven't got a home Destruction of ekosystem Everything just for earn money Senseless
She is home Tellin' she's the one Who makes you well She makes you feel okay She is home Tellin' she's the one Who makes you go And sends you on your
All the people under broken homes Don't wanna fight no more All the people nursing shattered bones Don't wanna fight no more But there's no profit in