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Correct Get Rich Or Try Dying Lyrics
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Correct Get Rich Or Try Dying
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[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 it's 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 I'll be a rich man in China, b-b-b-before I grow old"
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