Prove You Wrong, 3 minutes

  • Pointless



Hitman's got no doubt about
Position in the work place
A matter of investment
Ridding human excess
Dealing stocks and bonds of blood
Shotgun dividends
But you hold a gun that's smoking
So pointless keep pushing
Keep shooting so pointless
Head full 'o bullets
A soul that's been spent
That be the pension
In business dealt with lead
Kickbacks and cutbacks
They all stab you in the back
The bloody palms
Primed for greasing

Written by GREGORY/VICTOR/ /
Published by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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