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Crawling up now from the inderground
Light, sweet crude owns the power now
Creepin on through to the money house
gotta give in just to make it out
Business, it builds
Nature, it kills
Our bodies, our wills
A gunship or sword
We weather the storm
Look on the form
Credit the curse
Cancer is worse
A rat will awake
To marry the snake
