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Counting Faces

 

Counting Faces

(album: $cribble - 2017)


Counting faces, counting faces, still I'm counting faces
Been to a lot of places, and still I'm counting faces
Counting faces, counting faces, still I'm counting faces
Been to a lot of places, and still I'm counting faces
Counting faces, counting faces, still I'm counting faces
Been to a lot of places, and still I'm counting faces
Counting faces, counting faces, still I'm counting faces
Been to a lot of places, and still I'm counting faces

Counting faces, like Benjamin and Jackson and even Franklyn
And George Washington in my pocket, his body stanking
Only resurrection for this residential election
Is all the dead presidents I've been collecting
Still counting face, that blue money, that new money
That how you do when you true money
That yeah you too bummy
Still counting faces, I do it all by hand, too
It ain't no telling just how many faces I ran through
Still counting faces, fucking IRS ducking court cases
Me and Uncle Sam on a first name basis
Still counting faces, and I'm never trading no places
With no deuces, only aces in my graces
Still counting faces, counting faces
Counting faces, counting faces
Counting faces, counting faces
Counting faces, counting faces
Still counting faces, and I'm always in good graces
With the God Almighty, Osiris and Aphrodite
Still counting faces, laces lace you up like shoe laces
I'm impatient, not a patient, but my flow is hellacious
Goodness gracious salutations for the presidency
I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me
I'm still counting faces, no keep no paper trail or traces
Yeah we money makers, and you can tell the fakers
I'm still counting faces, in the desert, it's an oasis
Counting faces, I know people in high places
Counting faces, face to face with all these facists
Can you face this, face the facts faceless

Counting faces
Counting
Counting faces
Counting faces

done

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