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Yeah. They say talk is cheap, but money? Money orders the meal, picks the wine, decides who eats last. So don't just hear it — plate it. Serve it up. Let 'em taste the gospel of the green. Amen. Would you like this as a song lyric, a monologue, or a short film voiceover? I can adapt it further.

The dealer fans cards with a gold-plated smirk, The suit in the corner just finished his work. He slid an envelope under the door — Now two armed guards don't work there no more. Money talks in a dialect clean: No verbs, no grammar, just green on green. It says "jump" — you ask how high. It says "forget" — you kiss goodbye. money talks serve it up

And when the bottle pops, when the dice get thrown, When the handshake seals what you've never known — The toast goes up, and the room gets loud: "Pour another round for the silent god." Cash rules, but it needs a cup — So dress it pretty and serve it up. So don't just hear it — plate it