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Utopian Dream Lyrics

got cash in f*** you quantities
Know what?
That makes you uncomfortable?
f*** you and the Range Rover you drove in on
f*** your Saab convertable
And f*** your twice weekly trips to the a***yst
Stupid m**** f***

f*** the Hamptons
The fly infested south of France
I'm paid a******,
I got more cash than God can count
so why don't you just.... die?

Choke to death on your d*** designer bagel from Balducci's
Low cholesterol, naturally

f*** your big ol' Sunday New York Times
f*** the Wall Street Journal
And News Week
And the lot
Including Nation, Village Voice, Guardian and the rest
Stupid set of priviliged m**** f******
Think its fashionable to have an alternative view

An alternative view
And f***, if you can
Your pencil thin, Evian drinking, calorie counting, caffiene limiting, sodium spearing, nutrasweet sweetening, read view mirror preening, carrot nibbling bunny

Go drown in a lake of Diet c**e, f*****

I got cash, what else matters?

I got cash

Slave

f*** your fencing and screw your squash,
p*** on your Paulo and your Pavarotti,
f*** all that s*** you call music and pretend to enjoy

I got cash,
Mega cash,
I'm happy with that,
Oh go and sit on your ski rug,
Money talks you little p****,
You let your politically correct pals know,
That i think you're a d*** also,
You dirty a******

And your idea of multiculturalism
Japanese resturant on Monday,
Indian on tuesday,
And on Wednesday, Caribbean,
Not to spicy please

Well
I got stash on stash and it ain't novo cash.
Moneys in my family for generations,
My great great great grandfather made the bag,
Selling European slaves in Africa

I got cash m**** f****h,
And you can't tell whether or not I'm joking, can you?
Dumb f***.
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