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gordon tolson & neal souliri - rather be rich than famous كلمات أغنية

{intro}
a jack of all trades is a master of none, but oftentimes better than a master of one

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rather be rich than famous

lathered in suds, soaking in funds, with a lavender fragrance
chillin’ within my villa, sippin’ roy_al, speaking new language

salute the fam—holdin’ my crown, ’cause negus, we made it
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{verse 1}

proverbs our terms for liberty, cloaking my strife with dignity
granted me city keys as a resident of serenity
identity intact, debunking constructs—flaming tracks
spreading the word with brеvity, living life with integrity

though not readily availablе, the truth is infallible—
disguised surprise encased in real lies
see an end to journalism, cnn for criticism
cameras flash light blinding eyes, hot mics amp up covered crimes
so this tell_tale heart is impart why i’d—
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rather be rich than famous

lathered in suds, soaking in funds, with a lavender fragrance
chillin’ within my villa, sippin’ roy_al, speaking new language

salute the fam—holdin’ my crown, ’cause negus, we made it

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{verse 2}

a loan and a broad come blissfully—no interest in either
o.p.p., you know me—i’m movin’ with strategy
bills stay inflated on capital hill
still clearin’ my invoice—the princ_p_l’s paid, kid

no need for the fame, or fans screaming my name
i cherish my wealth beyond monetary—
peace of mind, love, fam, health, and my love child
everything else is a garnish, and weary

sky’s no limit, seas so clear—posh, fresh water, pier to pier
movements private, no commercial—liquid currency, heir to heir
everybody next in line lacks impoverished frames of mind
life’s a journey… so sublime—no more searching 9 to 5

esteemed ambition, efforts pure—all my projects sinecure

that’s why i’d—

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{hook}

rather be rich than famous

lathered in suds, soaking in funds, with a lavender fragrance
chillin’ within my villa, sippin’ roy_al, speaking new language

salute the fam—holdin’ my crown, ’cause negus, we made it

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(bridge)
lost daydreaming, alert night gleaming—imagination’s wanting more

credit score? ha—scores of credit
what wifey wants, hubby gets it
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{verse 3}

unlike famous amos—brotha baked a batch of cookies blending b_tter, losing bread
business numbers, overhead, and pastry visions blinded kid—had to sell his soul… he did

brand face, last name—carbonite identity
signed his soul away—froze indefinitely
faceless man, beat to debt by the mountain—
game of thrones, cold world—winter’s coming—no sympathy

no contract with residuals—just ridicule
no contact with the princ_p_ls—pitiful
his cookies flipped for millions—his jar stayed empty

that’s how the cookie crumbles… and why i’d—
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{hook}

rather be rich than famous

lathered in suds, soaking in funds, with a lavender fragrance
chillin’ within my villa, sippin’ roy_al, speaking new language

salute the fam—holdin’ my crown, ’cause negus, we made it

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{outro}

god gets the glory, life made the scars—love

- gordon tolson neal souliri

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