I'm growing numb, I'm growing diamonds in my eyes
They grow like cancer, I no longer see the lies
My true blue lenses, they prevent my looking back
The battle in my heart is championed by the rats
Pass through the eye of a needle
Good money grows like cancer
When I become a minion
No sins will I have to answer
When I become a minion
No sins will I have to answer
Operate on old, old money
The difference is drastic
I'm an instant classic
I played cards with S and he dealt me a helpful hand
But this old, old picture of me gets harder to understand
Out there, the poor may hunger, I hunger for the poor
I'm always starving, but for what I don't know what for
Pass through the eye of a needle
Good money grows like cancer
When I become a minion
No sins will I have to answer
When I become a minion
No sins will I have to answer
Operate on old, old money
The difference is drastic
I'm an instant classic
I fight my angels
I feel fantastic
I'm on God's blacklist
Pass through the eye of a needle
Good money grows like cancer
When I become a minion
No sins will I have to answer
When I become a minion
No sins will I have to answer
Could I come back from this
Could any man combat with this
Could I come back from this
I've got nothing
I've got nothing