Bower

Walking down the road behind the armored car I show up
With a John Wayne attitude
Handling the browning 50

There's not much else to do
I release the burst and nothing's left
So many full bags
A thousand bills flying away

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Bower bower I was never afraid
Now maybe I am

I didn't come from the bottom
Chasing dreams with big pockets
Bullets didn't matter
Desires didn't matter
Just the dirty loot
Today there are no bullets or desires left
Blind knot in the white sorrow
White outside and white inside
Warm tears choke me

Bower bower the end starts here
Bower bower leave Yankees
From a shady deal

I didn't want to do it
The guard's family was waiting for him
But I was so crazy
Walking arm in arm with death
And today I find myself next to that old genocide who is now a prisoner
And another bike thief doing the cleaning task

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One more I was
Bower