الكلمات الأصلية
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Hey you there in the mirror
Yeah that's something to fear
Cla cla claw my way to the top
Cause I don't believe in luck
You know stealing ain't my faith
But I've thrown myself in the ring
Power comes and people go I sell my soul
I got a taste for gold
I've never been one to back down
Or bound to the old ground
Play up to the cheap crown
I hunt like a bloodhound
You know stealing ain't my faith
But I've thrown myself in the ring
Power comes and people go I sell my soul
I got a taste for gold
