Capital Offender (Album Version)
I may not exist on your gold card list
But my dues are paid in full
For a couple of grand, you wanna shake my hand
Tell me what are you trying to pull
You got cash, you got flash
But you ain't got the heart to bleed
You strong arm, you got charm
But who's got the blood you need?
(Just a)
Capital offender
I wanna place in the sun before I'm 21
Maybe high in the Hollywood Hills
You want exclusive rights to sell away my life
For a messily stack of bills
I want cash, I want flash
I want a car and a gal to match
Buy high, sell low
I might as well sell my ass
(And be the)
Capital offender
(And be the)
Capital offender
You're hashing out deals
On expense account meals
Trying to get me cheap
My pockets are empty you're six feet deep
Ten or four at the liquor store
It all fell right into place
For a couple of grand
I said raise your hand
And emptied two rounds into his face
25 to life, maximum security
A poor fool like me
I never had any future you see
(Just a)
Capital offender
25 to life, maximum security
A poor fool like me
I never had any future you see
(Just a)
Capital offender
25 to life, maximum security
A poor fool like me
I never had any future you see
(Just a)
Capital offender
25 to life, maximum security
A poor fool like me
I never had any future you see
(Just a)
Capital offender
compositores: RICHARD _THE ATOMIC ELF_ BACCHUS
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