Neuronchaser. Roll The Dice
Seen the market’s cold embrace, felt the chill,
Street fights, coins drop, cash in pockets distill.
Two weeks broke? Survival’s mad skill,
Money don’t love, don’t hate, just thrill.
Dreams on a scale, what’s the price?
Solid gold ambitions, costly vice.
Bank rolls and deposits, tempt like spice,
How much for a dream? Roll the dice.
Concrete jungle, hustles on repeat,
Avoid the heat, cops and beef,
Pavement’s tough, underworld heartbeat,
Bucks'chase, no room for defeat.
Dark alleys whisper deals in the night,
Hands shake, contracts tight.
Bags of cash, blaze in moonlight,
Fortunes made, in silence and might.
Dreams calculated, interest stacking,
Currency’s cold, no heart lacking.
Risk it all, no slacking,
Bidders high. Money’s cracking.
Dreams on a scale, what’s the price?
Solid gold ambitions, costly vice.
Bank rolls and deposits, tempt like spice,
How much for a dream? Roll the dice.
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