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a fuck 'bout Buyin' anything too gleaming All I really want is Whatever the advertiser's dealing Emerald ceiling make all of this money Cash a check
(Advertiser) And now a public service announcement For those who may be Confused Curtis Of G-Unit (50 Cent) ladies and gentlemen it's been Brought
times, just like the people next door Bigger house, bigger 'fridge, bigger washing machine 'Cos you're a consumer'n, baby, you're the advertiser's dream
eyes They're a different size And I don't know what to do about the advertisers Heavy baby, heavy baby ooh I build them up, you knock 'em down (such
Well, here comes another cliché While we hide from our barren end The advertisers pretend That the world is as they say Well, here comes another
of fears Computer programs analyzing the data for years Information tech is out of control, you know Advertisers make up most of the web, for sure Banks
automatically Materialistic sanctity I can't be satisfied again What is wrong within my head? I consume in every way Getting fat day by day Advertiser
scales now, no more dragons It takes fight to breath fire It takes an artist and an advertiser Roll on you wounded tiger It takes flight flight to inspire
problem They selling screen time So that they can make a dollar Computers set it up so that we are all divided Social media is selling and the advertisers
through the agenda of the NY Times TV news is twisted by advertiser’s slime Big Pharma’s snake oil sends shivers down my spine The truth will set you free
I searched facebook for dating site I just found a lot of scammer and advertiser I am not sure if every one up there is real or not I just can't
Out of this life Prisoned life I became the first advertiser The advertiser of my love Wrapped myself in a pretty package To seduce you So you come
crazy do you want me to take it off Oooh no Reggae prescription I man a di advertiser Every one say Reggae music in my life Reggae Music in my world
Schemers, rapists Pedophiles Advertisers, evil dictators App for this App for that And there's fraud On your debit card So grab your money Shit is runny It's
advertiser Speaking, overreaching, like a liar saying everything twice Oh how hard I wish your mouth just rebelled against you Ate your words, licked your lies
Out of this life Prisoned life I became the first advertiser The advertiser of my love Wrapped myself in a pretty package To seduce you So you come
feet Broadway Mary, Joan Fontaine Advertiser on a downtown train Oh, Christmas crier bustin' cane He's in love again Where dock worker's dreams
feet Broadway Mary, Joan Fontaine Advertiser on a downtown train Oh, Christmas crier bustin' cane He's in love again Where dock worker's dreams
so Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers I don't know what you take me as Or understand
Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers I don't know what you take me as Or understand
reviser Ain't selling out to advertisers What you get is what you see And you won't see me out there advertising See I like to party not drink Bacardi
to speed Cause I'm a specializer, rhyme reviser Ain't selling out to advertisers What you get is what you see And you won't see me out there
a shit, so! All these mags try and use our ass So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers! I don't know what you take us as Or understand
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads Fuckers uhh (Check it out) uhh Diamonds on my neck, chrome drop-top Chillin' on the scene Smokin' pounds
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