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Power


To you having control is the most You own everything, from houses to cars You snap your fingers thinking everyone is your dog Get what you want and work for nothing at all Yeah, that the life of a spoil rot Don't care about the poor or needy your just greedy Step on the toes of the ones that care for you most You have a kingdom but not even royalty Well in your eyes I guess that's what you see Speak with candor, not worried 'bout feelings No retribution with the fear around ya Have everything your way like nasty McDonalds You look good on the outside but your horrible on the inside You think I'm finished well I'm just getting started Family run away from you, you think your mother abandoned you When you go to church and act as though praising God is gonna save you Preying on people that don't have the best as you You should be ashamed of you Who would want to be around you?! You should be afraid of you Money will get the best of you Rolling around here like no one can handle you Your right because that silver spoon will handle you Having all as you see doesn't filter your flaws in you While your raising hell at all don't doubt for a second That kingdom in your world is gonna fall -Ashlee Briddell
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