Hey and they'll say it's a part of it
So they buy and ya sell your soul
Well my friend the thought of it
You'll sell your soul for a piece of gold
While they and their companions slept
Sturdy through the night
Another baby mamma wept, yeah
For her baby's life
Chase dem, run dem politicians
When I see them I get cold
Chase dem, run dem politicians
When I see them I get cold
Chase dem, run dem politicians
When I see them I get cold
Chase dem, run dem politicians
When I see them, hey
And they'll say it's a part of it
So they buy and ya sell your soul
Well my friend the though of it
Sell your soul for a piece of gold
Chase dem, low politicians
When I see them I get cold
Chase dem you I tell ya run dem
When I see them I get cold
Chase dem, Lord dem politicians
When I see them I get cold
Chase dem, Lord dem politicians
When I see them I get cold
Chase, run run run
Hey hey
Tell you what
Get them out, get them out
Get them out, get them out get them out
Run them away, run them away
Run them away
C'mon, c'mon
Hey
C'mon c'mon
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