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Minted

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Minted

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I'm marcus licinius crassus

No rich man could ever surpass us

Wanted people to say I was brave

But I lost my first fight and hid in a cave

Living there could be a pauper's nightmare,

But if you're rich like me then you don't care

I called my slave to the cave to ask it

To cook a feast and lower in a basket

Those romans think they're minted

But they aint rich like me

You can't call yourself loaded

Till you can by an army

Ran rome with pompey and caesar

They're more famous than me

But I'm the worlds richest geezer

There's no-one richer than me

I'm minted

I back general sulla

Everyday my wallet got fuller

Took the land off enemies to flog it

Used the cash to fill my pocket

If I heard of a house on fire

I'd rush over and be a quick cash buyer

My fireman would then douse the flames, boom

Another big house to my name

Those romans think they're minted

But they aint rich like me

You can't call yourself loaded

Till you can by an army

Ran rome with pompey and caesar

They're more famous than me

But I'm the worlds richest geezer

There's no-one richer than me

I'm minted

I bought an army for fighting spartacus

At the start my men lost heart-acus

I killed on in ten in a killing spree

So they were more scared of me than the enemy

Smashed the slaves, it got real gory

But then pompey stole my glory

To show it was me that crushed the horde

Nailed up the slaves like on a billboard

They're splinted

Not enough to be a politician

Wanted triumph, took my army on a mission

Got owned by the parthian persians

They killed me, but you'll hear two versions

The famous one's quite hard to follow

They gave me boiling gold to swallow

But the true way they made me pay

They used my head as a prop in a play

Embarrasing

Those romans think they're minted

But they aint rich like me

You can't call yourself loaded

Till you can by an army

Ran rome with pompey and caesar

They're more famous than me

But I'm the worlds richest geezer

There's no-one richer than me

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