Nothing
to sing
The
bad walk on the link
Carrying
loads in grin
They
smell the gains
The
cartel gathers
Collecting
their loads
They
want their share
Of
the spoils in the store
Nothing
to worry
They
have it mapped out
Every
agency will be glad
The
bad permeates in the systems
The
backdoor
It
doesn't stay upright
There
is the bad odour
It
stains the bad
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