Everything has its price
But the price is wrong bitch
The future was written on a cashed check
Like there's nothing to lose on an all in bet
Fear and loathing, so f*cking sadistic
Play the people like a game, they're a f*cking statistic
Born to lose, bound to fall
A dog running in circles never catches his tail
Rob the poor to feed the rich and push that agenda
'Cause you're Donnie's bitch
Everything has a price
But the price is wrong bitch
Slash the funs like a cut throat, ear to ear
A blind person in the car and you let them steer?
So you know where we're going? What's the ETA?
Downhill with the brakes cut, lead the way
1600 Penn, with a smile on your face
Rolling into the room like you own the place
Fake it 'till you make it, don't earn it, just take it
A promise to our youth and we just watched you f*cking break it
Money makes the world go around
Money makes the world burn down
The union of our wealth and state has our future looking f*cking great!
Climbing your way to the top
But the higher you climb, the further you drop
Everything has a price
But the price is wrong bitch
Stray From The Path - Let's Make a Deal Lyrics
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Everything has its price
But the price is wrong bitch
The future was written on a cashed check
Like there's nothing to lose on an all in bet
Fear and loathing, so f*cking sadistic
Play the people like a game, they're a f*cking statistic
Born to lose, bound to fall
A dog running in circles never catches his tail
Rob the poor to feed the rich and push that agenda
'Cause you're Donnie's bitch
Everything has a price
But the price is wrong bitch
Slash the funs like a cut throat, ear to ear
A blind person in the car and you let them steer?
So you know where we're going? What's the ETA?
Downhill with the brakes cut, lead the way
1600 Penn, with a smile on your face
Rolling into the room like you own the place
Fake it 'till you make it, don't earn it, just take it
A promise to our youth and we just watched you f*cking break it
Money makes the world go around
Money makes the world burn down
The union of our wealth and state has our future looking f*cking great!
Climbing your way to the top
But the higher you climb, the further you drop
Everything has a price
But the price is wrong bitch
But the price is wrong bitch
The future was written on a cashed check
Like there's nothing to lose on an all in bet
Fear and loathing, so f*cking sadistic
Play the people like a game, they're a f*cking statistic
Born to lose, bound to fall
A dog running in circles never catches his tail
Rob the poor to feed the rich and push that agenda
'Cause you're Donnie's bitch
Everything has a price
But the price is wrong bitch
Slash the funs like a cut throat, ear to ear
A blind person in the car and you let them steer?
So you know where we're going? What's the ETA?
Downhill with the brakes cut, lead the way
1600 Penn, with a smile on your face
Rolling into the room like you own the place
Fake it 'till you make it, don't earn it, just take it
A promise to our youth and we just watched you f*cking break it
Money makes the world go around
Money makes the world burn down
The union of our wealth and state has our future looking f*cking great!
Climbing your way to the top
But the higher you climb, the further you drop
Everything has a price
But the price is wrong bitch
Writer: Crag Reynolds, Tom Williams, Andrew DiJorio, Anthony Altamura
Copyright: Lyrics © KILLPHONIC
Copyright: Lyrics © KILLPHONIC