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Vincent Scandal - Promised Money Lyrics



Vincent Scandal - Promised Money Lyrics




If you missing money
From my hand
You ain't clocked it
I don't want to hear your speech

You made a promise to the people
But look at all the people in the street

Who realize your focus is
Making a couple extra leaves
While promised money
Burning holes in my pockets
I'm sleeping under winter trees

You're throwing stones
And I'm thrashing
I made no promise to repent
'Cause I'm enjoying the punishment
(Hey!)

Trip over the blood
From the people you ain't mopped yet
I think I can hear their screams

He kicked the bucket
You replaced him in the pulpit
I don't want to hear you preach

You're full of lies your focus is
Making a couple extra leaves
But promised money
Burning holes in my thoughts and
I can really go for a drink

You're throwing stones
And I'm thrashing
I made no promise to repent
'Cause I'm enjoying the punishment
(Hey!)

Hey

Hey

Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey

But I ain't never done bad
Been a liar or a cheat
And all I got to show
Are these bare feet

A dime bag and a nice glass piece
Follow 'round every ground that I meet
What do I do

Promised money burning holes in my pocket
Promised money burning holes

Promised money burning holes in my pocket
Promised money burning holes

Promised money burning holes in my pocket
I can really go for a drink
But everybody's got their hands in my pockets
Pulling me down until I sink

So I realigned my focuses
I bought a couple extra leaves
'Cause promised money
Squeezing me like a stone
I guess I'm only good when I bleed

You're throwing stones
And I'm thrashing
I made no promise to repent
'Cause I'm enjoying the punishment
(Hey!)

Hey

Hey

Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey

But I ain't never done bad
Been a liar or a cheat
And all I got to show are these bare feet

A dime bag and a nice glass piece
Follow 'round every ground that I meet

I'm down bad
Sixteen feet deep
And I only got a twelve foot reach

A dime bag said my name in green
And I fell to the ground on my knees

What do I do?
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If you missing money
From my hand
You ain't clocked it
I don't want to hear your speech

You made a promise to the people
But look at all the people in the street

Who realize your focus is
Making a couple extra leaves
While promised money
Burning holes in my pockets
I'm sleeping under winter trees

You're throwing stones
And I'm thrashing
I made no promise to repent
'Cause I'm enjoying the punishment
(Hey!)

Trip over the blood
From the people you ain't mopped yet
I think I can hear their screams

He kicked the bucket
You replaced him in the pulpit
I don't want to hear you preach

You're full of lies your focus is
Making a couple extra leaves
But promised money
Burning holes in my thoughts and
I can really go for a drink

You're throwing stones
And I'm thrashing
I made no promise to repent
'Cause I'm enjoying the punishment
(Hey!)

Hey

Hey

Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey

But I ain't never done bad
Been a liar or a cheat
And all I got to show
Are these bare feet

A dime bag and a nice glass piece
Follow 'round every ground that I meet
What do I do

Promised money burning holes in my pocket
Promised money burning holes

Promised money burning holes in my pocket
Promised money burning holes

Promised money burning holes in my pocket
I can really go for a drink
But everybody's got their hands in my pockets
Pulling me down until I sink

So I realigned my focuses
I bought a couple extra leaves
'Cause promised money
Squeezing me like a stone
I guess I'm only good when I bleed

You're throwing stones
And I'm thrashing
I made no promise to repent
'Cause I'm enjoying the punishment
(Hey!)

Hey

Hey

Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey

But I ain't never done bad
Been a liar or a cheat
And all I got to show are these bare feet

A dime bag and a nice glass piece
Follow 'round every ground that I meet

I'm down bad
Sixteen feet deep
And I only got a twelve foot reach

A dime bag said my name in green
And I fell to the ground on my knees

What do I do?
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Writer: Hugh Moore
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Performed By: Vincent Scandal
Language: English
Length: 4:09
Written by: Hugh Moore

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