Muxibosh - Black Money (Original Mix)

Looking past the currency that
Circulates the dark
Tracing painted ledges
Where the shadow leaves a mark.
Not a cheap acquisition, not a compromise of soul.
Trading enough integrity
For a fraudulent control.
No fake riches.
Cuz
I don't flex for the spoil.
Carrying a profit
Built on honest daily toil.
I don't move shady.
Keep the balance sheet clean.
Guarding every boundary
From the venom in the machine.
Cut off the list.
Let the underground ride.
Operating on the honest ground.
I got heart, stay steady.
While the greedy try to scheme, rooted in the center
Of a suffer with financial dream.
If they ask how
I prosper
Without touching the decade, tell them stoic principle.
Keep the dark far away.
Black money
I want money
I want it fast
The car see the circul pressure on the market but
I never miss my mark.
Voices push shortcuts
On the superficial grid.
I just understand it
Like the ancient wisdom dead
Alone in the ledger
Locked inside the frame.
Mastering integrity
Elevating my own name.
No fake tension, no need to pretend
Broken posture from beginning to the end.
And
I don't speak loud,
I just let the asset grow.
Holding the position
With the cleaning business flow.
Distance from distraction.
I'm seeing it clear.
Focused on the steady
And the breakthrough is near.
No push motion.
No time to delay.
Every trade delivery
Prepared as
I p my own way.
If they ask why the funds
Never my open view, tell them still keeps the capital.
Black money
That money
Money invested
Currency to circulate the dark
Pitching out a fortune and no penalty.
Shark sparks in the dark.
Yeah, they illuminate the road.
Carrying the weight
Of a heavy sacred load
Is at the epicenter.
Solid and deep.
Guarding every boundary
That the discipline deep.
No fake steps.
Strictly true to the drive.
Keeping all the harmony
And fortitude alive.
I don't move loud.
I just hold to the floor.
Unlocking every single opportunity.
Grounded in the rhythm.
Elevated in space.
Leaving an indelible mark
In this place.
They ask how
I run the black market.
Try telling sto money.
Oh oh yeah.
Oh hey.
Looking past the currency that
Circulates the dark
Tracing painted legends
Where the shadow leaves a spark.
Not a cheap acquisition, not a compromise of soul.
Trading enough integrity
For a fraudulent control.
No fake riches.
I don't flex for the spoil.
Carrying a profit
Built on honest daily toil.
I don't move shady.
Keep the balance sheet clean.
Guarding every boundary
From the venom and the machine.
Cut off the list.
Let the underground ride.
Operating on the honest ground.
I got heart, stay steady
While the greedy try to scheme.
Rooted in the center
Of a sovereign financial dream.
If they ask how
I prosper
Without touching the decay, tell them stoic principle.
Keep the dark far away.
Like money
I money
That circulates the dark
Pressure on the market, but
I never miss my mark.
Voices push shortcuts
On the superficial grid.
I just hold the standard
Like the ancient wisdom did
Alone in the ledger
Lock inside the frame.
Mastering integrity
Elevated my own name.
No fake tension, no need to pretend.
No broken posture
From beginning to the end.
I don't speak loud.
I just let the asset grow.
Holding the position
With the cleaning business.
Distance from distraction.
I'm seeing it clear.
Focused on the stand
To break through.
No rush.
No time to delay.
Every trade deliberate as
I p my own way.
If they ask why the fan of funs
Never my open view.
Tell them still escapes the capital.
Black money
Money looking
Invested currency
The circulates the dark
B*tching out a fortune
And no penalty.
Shark sparks in the dark.
Yeah, they illuminate the road.
Carrying the weight
Of the heavy secret low
Epicenter solid and deep
Guarding every boundary
That the discipline keep
No fake steps
Strictly truth at the drive.
Keeping all the harmony
And fortitude alive.
I don't move loud.
I just hold to the floor.
Unlocking every single
Opportunity door.
Grounded in the rhythm.
Elevated in space.
Leaving an intelling this place.
They ask how my government
The black market
Try with nothing to hide.
Black money heat.
Heat
Oh god