Greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist
Soft spoken man in a sharp black suit
He's got a plan and he's resolute
His mama taught him how to live life in the grey
If you ain't killing, you'll be killed lost in the fray
He want his name on it
He want his name on it
He want his name on it
He want his name on it
He want his name on it
He want his name on it
Outspoken man in a kind white suit
He's in demand but still resolute
His lady told him that the truth would set him free
No matter how bad twisted up that truth may be
He want his name on it
He want his name on it
He want his name on it
You put his name on it
He want his name on it
He want his name on it
He want his name on it
You put his name on it
Money, power
Money, power
Money, power
You put his name on it
Money, power
Money, power
Money, power
You put his name on it
My old man was good for nothing
It ain't bad to kill for something
It ain't bad to kill for something
Money, power
Money, power
Money, power
You put his name on it
Money, power
Money, power
Money, power
You put his name on it
My old man was good for nothing
It ain't bad to kill for something
It ain't bad to kill for something