Lyrics:
and realize.
Who controls their future,
and money flows above their heads.
Just give them all a chance to make contact,
and the last ones shall rise up
tables
She has a voice of an angel
Out of money and power
She only sings in the shower
All these things we say we'll get to
Shot down by the reasons
generation to the next is backed up
Money is god indeed the purging factor
Power is not disguised when governments empathies
Corporate sentiment is working
continue to rage on
With their unlimited weapons of media, power and money
And just when you feel all hope is lost, you hear of someone with their life
to fulfill their sick pleasure. Inflicting pain and suffering to gain more money and power. Sucking their wealth (the blood) out of others just like the madmen
quicker than with tyres by Michelin
Heart beat quickening
Full tote technique, no half assed lyricing
Paint the town red til the bar staff sick of him,
change the scene
Likely dream except for the part pertaining to the talent
Them motherfucking money suckers chop em into salad
Ceiling with a pillow
and
Trapping out the buidling (yeah)
Niggas be talkin that money and
Raps but they sleepin'
On mats and got holes in the ceiling
(really?)
Me and my niggas is
Klan
Cops don’t stop in searches ‘cause
They think we a threat
They making money for the
Prison industrial complex
Extorting hookers for sex and
Then
the river runs dry
You got the power
I got the money
Another million miles to run
I’d cry, cry for the future
But I wouldn’t get anything done
Relax,
the future then it just arrives
You slept on my sofa like every night
Doing any job around to get us by
You missed every birthday, every New Year's Eve
For
all Now when you're picking up the pieces Looking for releases Make sure you're beautiful inside We dance until the sun rises And even by then we are
the latest truck
Fuck me on the regular (every day)
Money like a regist- (getting paid)
Runnin' cross America
What you drawin' weapons for? Yeah (what you
I'd spin for you
And you'd get every dollar
Girl it's always been you
It's always been that
Girl it's always been you
It's always been that
I got money
Wash my hands in the sand
Speak true gladiator
Happy cannibal and cunnylingus, I'm gladiator
Grab these rappers by their
Skinny jeans pockets put 'em
pennies nigga
To be a Henny sipper
cnd be known as a Henny sipper
cnd be a king to many niggas
cnd all my life I want money and power
So just make hits
the money
Then the power came
So cut-throat
That my Mamma can't
Can't come around
Can't drive up to me mane
Fuck you bitches
And didn't feel ashamed
Wet
down
You decide what's good for us
From the safety of your tower
Your words affect us all
But you're blinded by the power
Well I know you-don't-think
be the one who knows right for me
One generation 2 the next is backed up
Money is God indeed the purging factor
Power is not disguised when
Gotta take it slow, I got a son I'm raising
Ain't nothing promised to you, better reach for the sky
That's the only limit man, time passing us by
Now it's
Collins will call for a doctor, honey
Don't waste your money on mimi, me, me
Hello-911? I'm on hold
Cold, cold, would you light my candle
Yes, we'll, oh
on the mere thought of mo' money
So this is what I did I forbid
The attitude that'll get ya
suckered out of a picture
I never saw myself as some kinda hero
So
know.
I go to work at sunrise
Producing light for the nations eyes
I tend the engines eight hours a day.
I need the money we've all got to pay
All the money that the world could hold
Mountains made of solid gold
Riches that could buy my dreams
You are better than all these things
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