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11:18 AM

11:18 AM

Money doesn't make a man better , nor does it make him God 
It's what flows from his heart . They very deeds that are stitched into his soul 
Unlocked lyrics one conducts behind closed doors . When eyes can't gossip , and truth runs rampant.
They very eyes can't see what the surface rejects . Words carry gold , yet they are heavy. Words find you in paradise, when you are prisoner . Yet it's a man's actions that are truly heard

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