Black Gold Testo

Testo Black Gold

Looking ahead Watching my empire Go up in flames I'm walking on thin ice Look at my hands They are covered in grease Just pay in cash, if you know what I mean Too much at stake Hang on to the thin line Just eat your cake But keep your hands off mine I hope you choke on it I hope it makes you sick Take off your greedy hands You fucking prick You might say That it's just another fat face Just move your ass I'll gladly take his place I want powers, I want control I'm sitting on black gold Black gold