White Collar Robberies

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45 and a 3 piece

Suit, yourself when you dropped out

A scholar with trapper tendencies

I am, not the man you found

Criminal defence of those who’s crown

I wish to wear, heavy is the head

Of those who’s friends are at deaths end

Poverty’s a death sentence.

So many would rather a life sentence,

Than existing worrying about cents.

I worried about racks,

Living for the purpose of living

Existence is success so time stacks

To a plane in the sky and a yacht in the sea

So I’ll commit white collar robbery

Real successful niggas haunt oppressors mental clarity

So one day I’ll float in a dream called reality,

But will I survive the trip?

One day I’ll make it, a legend an eventuality,

But will I survive this trip?

A clean appearance can’t hide a messy life

Will my will be strong enough to cope with this device?

I can’t break social structures if they break me.

White collar robbery hang over the dirt on me,

One must never let them see,

As the one day I let them see my clothes dirty

Is the day I pay for my mistakes gravely.