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The Spin Cycle - Greenhouse
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The Spin Cycle Greenhouse

The Spin Cycle - Greenhouse
[Verse 1: Blueprint]
A dollar’s hard to earn, the drama’s hard to kill
Even if you got God, you gotta guard your grill
Times is hard with or without a job, it’s ill
People standing outside like it’s a fire drill
Just a consequence of living in the modern world
Cash rules so people bow to the dollar bill
Might stab you in the back, holler at your girl
They rap about make-believe, package it and call it real
Major labels crying foul, singing nothing sell
Out of touch with the youth, all they do is yell
They say all we do is download, pirate and steal
But twenty bucks for two good songs, they can go to hell
We know it all too well, the fleecing of our pockets
Study what works, copy it, make a profit
Tax us to high hell, pennies to the artist
Whoever American Idol labels as the hottest
It’s all related, pieces start falling in place
The only trait they demonstrate is eagerness to imitate
Like Ford or GM, a similar fate
They like to blame it on the workers when the product doesn’t innovate
Every year a little less is on your dinner plate
Stress make you refi, your house is a piggy bank
Probably pocket change to some rich tycoon
It’s just a spin cycle, we’ll be dry soon, [?] on
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