Letra de Master Of My Craft

I got a gold medal record time, gold record, diamond mine Name in print, tongue, t-shirts and minds Thread count - high Commissions - high Hourly rates - high A minute of your time? Forget about it I didn't come here to dream or teach the world things Define paradigms, or curate no livin' days With high thread counts and staircases high Hourly rates - high A minute of your time? Forget about it Thread count - high Commissions - high Hourly rates - high A minute of your time? Forget about it People die, I don't care, you should see the wall of ambivalence I'm building I got no love for the living Thread count - high Commissions - high Hourly rates - high A minute of your time? Forget about it Death to all false profits around here we praise a dollar you f*ckin' hippie Wanna walk around in my shoes and then tell me how it feels Thread count - high Commissions - high Hourly rates - high A minute of your time? Forget about it From the hands of my mother, said I'm master of my craft Thread count - high Commissions - high Hourly rates - high A minute of your time? Ya know socrates died in the fuckin' gutter!