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  • Wantin' it more
    It's a fine line buying time
    Corruption on the borderline
    Disintegrating,
    I'm feeling fine
    I hold your weakness inside mine
    I see the backyards you walk in
    I see the graveyards you're stalkin'
    Selling yourself on the black market
    Of the crooked earth for what it's worth
    Solid feet on the ground
    I see your bones lying around
    Through the thickest skin you got'
    Cause only a hustler knows a hustler
    And only a hustler knows
    She be wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    When you think alone
    You gotta throw some stones
    My crow's feet, they told me a poem
    Unwhole and unholy
    I won't be a sucker for your broken spines
    It comes and goes in this stolen home
    I won't even show you where it goes
    It roams on roads, way down below
    Only a roll will save my soul
    Only a roll will save my soul
    Only a roll will save my soul
    Only a roll will save my soul
    She be wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more
  • Wantin' it more
    It's a fine line buying time
    Corruption on the borderline
    Disintegrating,
    I'm feeling fine
    I hold your weakness inside mine
    I see the backyards you walk in
    I see the graveyards you're stalkin'
    Selling yourself on the black market
    Of the crooked earth for what it's worth
    Solid feet on the ground
    I see your bones lying around
    Through the thickest skin you got'
    Cause only a hustler knows a hustler
    And only a hustler knows
    She be wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    When you think alone
    You gotta throw some stones
    My crow's feet, they told me a poem
    Unwhole and unholy
    I won't be a sucker for your broken spines
    It comes and goes in this stolen home
    I won't even show you where it goes
    It roams on roads, way down below
    Only a roll will save my soul
    Only a roll will save my soul
    Only a roll will save my soul
    Only a roll will save my soul
    She be wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
    Wantin' it more