Some sound advice coming very soon.
Look alive but don't make an honest mistake and bury you.
A book of lies and I'll just erase them 'til it spells the truth.
Your slice of the pie's a piece of cake to move.
Ready? Boom.
Bit the dust, all he did's get his chin dirty,
Kick the bucket 'cause this one ain't piss worthy.
Stick him up and get ducked down in history,
We're the ones throwing punches at pistols sleep.
Live it up, can't live it down and quit early.
Thirty's the new twenty, that is the new thirty.
Lucky for you, money,
This song's for two birdies.
One of 'em's you buddy,
Two of 'em's you birdie.
Knees buckling, wheezing, feet shuffling,
Beat the heat running or meet the deep shovelling.
Dreams stuffed in a grease machine, pumped and released,
To glean whatever piece you seek off of it.
Heard that you were leaving and came to give you a reason,
Take these for the team or take steps away leaking
About ten back, now who wanna dance,
I got two left feet and they both in your ass.
[Chorus: x8]
{Look alive}
Nobody move,
Nobody gets anywhere.
I go from made you look to the fuck you lookin at,
In two seconds flat so who's testing that?
He stand up for the best place to give us that,
He catch every towel thrown in and hand it back.
Tough talk walks often leaves limping,
Yells free, shoots the breeze and won't miss it.
Now needs a new ring to piss in,
What's that your whistling, Dixie or this shit?
[Chorus x8]
Don't look now, now or now either,
But here see, hear and speak evil.
He's fearless, self dressed as peoples,
Sum of all equals, "Hi pleased to meet you".
Come and get beat to each punch you throw guy,
Sore fist that is known to clean a whole clock.
More chips on his shoulder than the old block.
Short distance to go to where the buck stop.
More stiffers turn splinters push the
Happiness to no penis, pussy.
Can't beat this, the holy shit rookie,
Dust his thumbs clean of crumbs from tough cookies.
The kid never let a bully hit him,
He keep his head up even if he need a bully system.
Listen, hell is one hell of a town,
You ain't on your way out, better change up your route.
You walking around in a lion's mouth,
And finally finding out this ain't the way to your house.
Part of me biting down, part of you's chewed up,
Best of luck finding out who did what.
She's tuck see what we wasn't looking,
Oh oops, no proof, ate all the pudding.
Push came to shove and asked for help pushing,
Shove flashed a gun, no one knows where push is.
Oh no you didn't is different than no you couldn't,
Oh no this isn't assisting you bite the bullet.
Go hold that foot in your mouth and start munching,
Once you're done you can run your shit pun in.
Tendered for all contenders and whodunnits,
Got something to lay down the law on his stomach.
Up against the wall, hands in the air,
Nobody move, nobody gets anywhere.

[Despot:]
The "told ya so" kid, lookin like he's itchin to sing
The day hell got cold, sellin plane tickets to pigs
Time-tested method for turnin a fat chance slim
No win dyin, push whatever's bad back in
And that grin's there is through first, place taste beautiful
A cookie for the straightest faces, spilled milk's funeral
Snoopin through the junk for a tall glass to tip it in
Shootin at his feet only tryin to see what he steppin in
So far just the street, at least makin use of the weapon hand
No promise to keep a set force in the mode of guess again
Food stuck in the bristles, every brush with death tickles
'Round the mouth the whistle creation of birth in the middle
When the pistol swivel towards the sunny spot he chose to sit in
Holding hands up, flashin a joy buzzer, just kiddin
Then a spark and a single shot that start the face sinkin
Caught the bullseye blinkin, thought of that usin thinkin
[Chorus:]
Get rich or try dyin, life for the buyin
Out went the beatin hearts and in went the diamonds
Brown when the bleeding starts and green cause it's shinin
Here's to the late great man who left smilin
What a guy - he never died while he was alive
Slap him five - he never died while he was alive
Say goodbye - he never died while he was alive
Six million ways, never gave one a try
"Dig for the golllld, dig for the gollld
Diiiig, for the gold
I'll be a rich man in China, b-b-b-before I grow old"
[Despot:]
Here lies the hair that he split from temptations
And the gun still blazin, how's that for patience?
Hammer clappin off, another story for the ages
Snuff dug up snug in the backs of the turned pages
like, "Move or the chapter that you're standin in gets it~!"
For the record he only did it to teach a lesson
So hang your hat on the bullet sleepin take it as a blessin
That chalk outline is stretchin big so everyone can get in
Listen for the best and discover the fastest way to quiet
Tune in to that terrible screamin they call silent
'Til heaven's tremblin hand is there to scratch open your eyes
This nickel pitched between the fingers find today's lottery prizes
Scrapin up shotty is how you fight it's for the feedin frenzy
Tripped over a treasure chest while in hot pursuit of a penny
The shy [edit] shoppin cart chock full of that new alchemy
Tin cans to paper and he dragged it off happily
[Chorus]
[Despot:]
Caught a shiny glint and thought he finally hit luck
Then a snake in the garden jumped out that can of mixed nuts
Snap it shut quick enough and show it how to lick {cunt}
Short end of the stick taped to somethin big, still tough
One man's garbage is another man's big bluff
Dog got a new hold, opportunity's been stuck
And he's blue from the wrist up, huntin that stubborn payload
Holdin breaths for Jack, caught on the wrong end of the rainbow
Thumb in the goldrush with the ring flipped so the name shows
Other four fingers crossed hard enough to break bones
Sharp enough to stay gold, claim a chunk for free
Now it's hundreds of the same stone worth its weight in debris
But at least he gets to say he chipped away and got a piece
Before he figured out there's ones about, there's nothin here to see
But I still poke it, every X next to a tree
So you probably know the words a little better than me
[repeat to fade:]
"Dig for the golllld, dig for the gollld
Diiiig, for the gold