The daily-produced lucky upstarts
The broken city
The stones that keep rolling
My way: never owe anybody anything but make them owe you
The key to the safely deposit
Sniff a line of stress in one
Escape in the waves of deformed drains
Lyrics written in the dirt heap killng you hardly softly
There are no stars visible in this indecent metropolis
Shrewd laughter
The bog never dries out
That's the tallest building round here
Within my sphere of influence
Group home living proof raging bull
I'm the untouchable who accepts only local rules
Exploiting the floating exchange rate
Scamming it
Let desire suck on this
In the city monitored by justice
Hold down the nausea
And blend into the crowd
Keep your cool when red turns to green
Once you see a chance, run as hard as you can
The power balance between the crook and the politicians's dance
Only the ticks swarm around such glib conversation
Corrupted junk is a din in my ear
"this world won't last long"
Magnanimous mr montana gets drunk
Neither king nor ace, but joker
First in benefits most
You'll be better off if you start today
The furious crow eats up the broken glass but nobody is watching
There's not a man so far who has won and survived
1 game 1 winner keep your cards down
The remaining illegal stake is shrinking
Flip your last card in the basement
A wild dog is singing "concrete river"
I know those who trust no one have truly trusted someone once
The dead end is easier for me
Nobody can see me from the other end
I'll try not to lose myself
You must be able to judge in darkness
If you can't go for check, take the rock
If the game can't be won, bottom-line it's a draw
Money can only sit in silence
On the top of the pyramid at the end of carlito's way
The candles crackle to death
Sometimes mercy can kill
Time and tides coexist with sorrow
In hardened affection
Never deny the rush
Preper myself for the next position
You can rest all you want when you're dead
Dont't sleep now
No kid can overtake a legend
My heat a.k.a nt silenceing witticism
Place my bet in the sweepstakes
Thailand, korea, and the canton powers: the frontline
Full-face helmet and a snake's head
The world is as always a belittling eating maze
A bed of promiscuity for good and evil
Give up your past glories, because they won't feed you
If you are already trembling,
Stay in the background and stick with your associates
As always the world is laughing at the dawn but nobody sees
There's not a man so far who has won and survived