Sell Yourself [Live From The Vic In Chicago]

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Well I tried to paint my mind
But now Im stuck here in the middle
Got this scalpel in my hand
Im operating on this riddle
Got my tongue all tied in knots
On my forehead placed a label
Took all my inspiration
Cause your name was on the table
Lets talk about me
Lets talk about you
I know your type
I know exactly what you wanna do
And if the moneys right
You think Id disagree
So sad to see you torn apart
By Hell and selfish greed
And sell yourself
Dont be a fool
Sell yourself
Sell yourself
Dont be a fool
Sell yourself
Sell yourself
All my memory shard becomes dirty little pieces
Choking on your cancer waitin on to new releases
No more need to operate
You are ready for the masses
Nothing more to give you
You are ready for the masses
Lets talk about me
Lets talk about you
I know your type
I know exactly what you wanna do
And if the moneys right
You think Id disagree
So sad to see you torn apart
By Hell and selfish greed
And sell yourself
Dont be a fool
Sell yourself
Sell yourself
Dont be a fool
Sell yourself
Sell yourself
Sell yourself
Dont be a fool
Sell yourself
Sell yourself
Dont be a fool
Sell yourself
Sell yourself