I Don't Like Money
Just the basis of it
Profits over people
Some choose to quit
Had many greedy managers worship it
They can't think of nothing else
Feral like a hyena smells
I see it all the time
We expendable
You gotta get yours
I gotta get mine
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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