master of my craft
Singer:parquet courts
i got a gold medal record time
i didn't come here to dream or teach the world things
with high thread counts and staircases high. hourly rates - high
you should see the wall of ambivalence i'm building
i got no love for the living
death to all false profits around here we praise a dollar you fuckin' hippie
wanna walk around in my shoes and then tell me how it feels
from the hands of my mother
said i'm master of my craft
ya know socrates died in the fuckin' gutter!