Dirty Hands from Dirty Cash by Kurt Holes
Tracklist
| 16. | Dirty Hands | 3:58 |
Lyrics
Dirty cash in my palms, grimy touching my soul
Pockets fat, feeling heavy but the heart got a hole
Rollin' dice, lifestyles of the semi-untamed
Deals cut, shady biz, ain't no need for acclaimed
Cryptic moves in the shadows, hush-whispers of the heist
Greasy fingers counting stacks, paying for the vice
Soul scorned, dollar bills stained black from the grime
Running fast, knuckle-dusting, always pressing for time
Dirty cash, dirty hands, dirty living, no plans
Dirty streets, dirty beats, dirty money in strands
Pursuing paper, ain't clean, grime seeping through every scene
Dirty cash in my stash, life's a shattered dream
Deep dive into luxury, built on deceit
Covet what you can't have, that forbidden receipt
Whispers growing louder, hysteria in the air
Hold onto corruption, man, life ain't fair
Crisp notes, dirty fingers running through the stash
Lifestyles VIP, just a clash of the brash
Walking tightropes, balance on the crooked line
Stacking racks, stepping back, geez, cross the divine
Dirty cash, dirty hands, dirty living, no plans
Dirty streets, dirty beats, dirty money in strands
Pursuing paper, ain't clean, grime seeping through every scene
Dirty cash in my stash, life's a shattered dream
Mask on, mask off, deceit in the slit eyes
Veil of defiance, underworld alibis
Knees deep in the trade, no escape to manifest
Cash rules, taking tolls, in distress we invest
Making moves, dark alleys where the intentions lie
Chasing fame in the shadows, got the heartbeats sky-high
Eyes wide, paranoia's a sucker in the fast lane
Grips tight, money flows, wash away the pain
Iron gates, chained gates, in the kingdom of cash
Golden gleam's ephemeral, ain't made to last
Mirrors
Mirrors
Mirrors
Mirrors
Mirror's mirrors
Dirty cash
Dirty cash
Dirty cash
Dirty living, no plans
Dirty cash
Dirty cash
Dirty cash
Dirty cash, dirty living, no plans
Dirty cash, dirty hands, dirty living, no plans
Dirty streets, dirty beats, dirty money in strands
Pursuing paper, ain't clean, grime seeping through every scene
Dirty cash in my stash, life's a shattered dream
Deep dive into luxury, built on deceit
Covet what you can't have, that forbidden receipt
Whispers growing louder, hysteria in the air
Hold onto corruption, man, life ain't fair
Crisp notes, dirty fingers running through the stash
Lifestyles VIP, just a clash of the brash
Walking tightropes, balance on the crooked line
Stacking racks, stepping back, geez, cross the divine
Dirty cash, dirty hands, dirty living, no plans
Dirty streets, dirty beats, dirty money in strands
Pursuing paper, ain't clean, grime seeping through every scene
Dirty cash in my stash, life's a shattered dream
