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The Olés
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Poor
Stolen hours and short on sleep
These days I'm counting hours like it's everything
I'm short on change but it's tall on me
Not a lot of money but a crew of thieves
We're stealing time, no cash on my mind
Cuz we're rick in craft but we're poor on trying
These days go on living on fifty cent beers
But steer clear of a job because life will disappear
Still my eyes are looking at the bottom of the bottle
Look at the shore, where the beach is my hostel
Woke up with a girl that I hardly know
Walked her home, as the California sun rose
My life, yeah I'm living it poor
I'm getting it done, so what more could I ask for?
No pain, no gain, a broke life living is a life worth slaying
Free, and liberated
I guess we made it, living off our own dime
We're poor and unabated
We're unpersuaded, still going to shine
Until the day we die
Swimming in Benjamins, wait, more like Hamiltons
Rare to have a few Abrahams I'm handling
No tengo dinero, just some bone marrow
And keep my tongue sharp like the tip of an arrow
I carry memories by the fistful
Replacing crystals inside my billfold
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Ain't got a lot of money but we tumbling dice
Blue prints on napkins for the upcoming heist
Another bottle, another model
That's our motto, so follow
Two buck chuck and some spent dixie cups
A killer instinct and some boxing gloves
Attitude like the first day of summer
Only saving money for tickets to Stevie Wonder
I strike like lighting and roll like thunder
Swimming, until the last wave pulls me under
I'm the little engine that could
Be Robin Hood
For all the people not living Hollywood
This music is movement, moving as folklore
Steal from the rich and give to the…………
Free, and liberated
I guess we made it, living off our own dime
We're poor and unabated
We're unpersuaded, still going to shine
Until the day we die
Into this movement, I pour my heart and soul
Soy pobre, pero estoy libre, yo grito
My pores open to receive sounds of gold
Poor, the way I'm living, so it goes...
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