Black Gold - Leæther Strip

Looking ahead

Watching my empire

Go up in flames

I’m walking on thin ice

Look at my hands

They are covered in grease

Just pay in cash, if you know what I mean

Too much at stake

Hang on to the thin line

Just eat your cake

But keep your hands off mine

I hope you choke on it

I hope it makes you sick

Take off your greedy hands

You fucking prick

You might say

That it’s just another fat face

Just move your ass

I’ll gladly take his place

I want powers, I want control

I’m sitting on black gold

Black gold