They say money
Makes the world go around
Shit (that's the)
That's the truth
Behold the root of all evil
Get broke down
Break a move
Say what?
Don't let the struggle reduce ya
Yeah I've been stuck between a rock and a hard place
Damn
How will I ever escape?
I remember the days when everything was so much better
People only seem to care about ya when you make em that chedder
We never let up though
I keep on puffin the green
To ease my temper
Like a blender I stay choppin on beats
They know by now
There ain't no stoppin the beast
I tend to walk when it rains
So all that stress gets no effect on me
Level-headedly spittin bodacious rhymes
For the crooked
Often overlooked but conscious of my place in time
I'm seein grey in every dollar and dime
So get fuck out the way
Well never change
All we do is divide
They say money
Makes the world go around
Shit (that's the)
That's the truth
Behold the root of all evil
Get broke down
Break a move
Say what?
Don't let the struggle reduce ya
Yeah you know what it is
It be that H-Y to the D-R-A
Looks like I'm back on my game
They thought they'd hit me in the pockets
But my wallet was fake
Oops
Gotchya sucka
Bet you thought I would take
Aw, naw
Hell naw
I'm soon to blast mane
Just like a nuke with no action
I gotta leave em waitin
And so I sneak off in my spaceship
Gettin high
I'm talkin' out the fuckin frame
Southern business
You know how we rock
