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a billboard Don't need a marketeer To make my message clear More obvious than a billboard The plan is crystal clear I want us out of here It's hard to find
guns Some own bakeries baking buns Some of them are engineers While others are marketeers (While others are marketeers) Teachers worldwide let us
with flashing lights and a smooth design, I would be your marketeer. It’s not an easy job. I’ve got to convince you that I’m on your side. I’ve got
everybody else's minds explode! And everybody's here Watching me from the pier Cancelling reservations aren't I? With the black marketeer's vacation got
you gon' say? Comparisons comparisons, we lock ourselves in a mental prison Marketeers gon' sell follies around the world so my need is wisdom Don't
(for what it's worth). The ice-cream castles are refrigerated; The super-marketeers are on parade. There's a golden handshake hanging round your neck,
Soviet hangover eastern bloc. And dirty money still flows through locks. A killing ground of rebels, black marketeers Restrained, but there's no
hangover, Eastern Bloc And dirty money still flows through locks A killing ground of rebels, black marketeers Restrained but there's no resistance here
still free The market's free Free marketeers were on a roll Rolling in silver and in gold But then the markets grew too cold So they held out the begging
handicaps plebs en celebs Twitter boodschappers fotograven en kappers cateraars en verkeersregelaars Veel sponsoren, marketeers en doktoren Dit is Urban golf
woning uitgebrand Niemand thuis aan de overkant Met het zwarte gat in je hand Geef je cash aan het zwarte gat Want De marketeers die darten wat Een kassa
Cyber rain Hopping through One router to another Critical review Deciphering the numbers Peer-to-peer Sharing all of your files Black marketeer Hope I
But my work is not done I got these school fees Plus the adderall and roofies, between the loose leafs Of a written thesis. On how the best marketeer
a wooden leg does not define the man Josiah made pottery like no other can A marketeer, a salesman, an entrepreneur, a Lunar Man He married a cousin
Rollezengers, geef ons een fucking standbeeld Hedendaagse kunstenaars, city marketeers Hou het land in de ban van Cités Ge wilt stijl maken? Open eerst uw
It's a bidding war for your thoughts They'll never come free anymore Somewhere between cryptocurrency and hypnotherapy The marketeers pray to master
these marketeers The same day the same way I love you always yes i do Our ageing coheres A waterfall gushing fears The same pay disarray I love you always
machine. I squeeze out a round from a magazine That I got from a black marketeer With this shiny new bandolier. You send back your dinner 'cause you
Politicians and teachers All you nurses and you preachers And the builders and engineers Policemen and marketeers Editors and journalists Professors
black marketeers You had better tell the truth Or you won't be leaving here Lee I'm innocent, I'm innocent, I'm innocent You have no cause I should be
marketeer Bespaar me al die praatjes I don't really care of je wel met mij loopt Ik heb m′n kern uit de koude dagen die er voor mij zijn tot de dood Een
COO, accounts payable And receivable; chief marketeer and manager Sales rep, tour van driver, baggage handler Shiiit, like I ain't tryin to outsource
marketeers anonieme bellers Ik politic met Ty we proosten in de pizzatent We overleefden randje faillicement jij bent niets gewend Weet je wat het is met goede
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