The Money

So can I get a price check, yeah can I get a price check

On your life and the side effects

Of the money, the greed, the debt, the schemes

Check one two, check two three

Get a mic check, yeah can I get a mic check

Drapht coming live and direct

From the West to the South, to the North to the East

Check one two, check two three

Mmmm man my mother was never made of the money

Iron maiden never running away from her sons and

Daughters, always had food and water

Never knew how she afforded my Jordan's but bought em'

I wore them till water, would leak through the rips

Never looked poor like Oliver Twist, never wanted more

Or knock on your door like I was a Mormon

Swore to never be down or caught in a rip

Ha, when money came it was gone with the wind

On a shopping list longer than the Lord of the Rings

Ha, a sunny day you ain't short of a thing

When ya born into a game holding four of the kings

Yeah believe it, my dad was a musician

But bringing a bass drum to cook up in the kitchen

Wouldn't feed us, with all his get rich scheming

Feeding his deamons, life's a bitch

To sky rocket he forgot all the people in his locket

For a profit, leave another man rotten

Notes in his pocket nailed in his coffin

Cause yesterday's pain ain't forgotten

I knew this girl you would sell your soul for

She would control your world like the Cold War

No dole form, sworn from the riches erection

Oh you gotta rex or a Lexus

And this temptress gives you attention

Hence all you have to do is mention the money

It's like sex; you got none, you want it

Now she's all up in your wallet for the money so

Was always taught that the root of evil

Is he who steals from the pocket of his people

Eagle eyed survive in the dark

Ravenous sharks, welcome to the business

Oh I live this, knocked off the hinges

Our offspring addicted to syringes of money

Axe wilding civillian children kill for

Some Paris Hilton million dollar money

Some of these kids live the sunniest life

Still running from the law like Bonnie and Clyde

Still deal, still pedaling pills and rock

Steal for what? You got all the dollar bills you want

It makes the world go round, it makes the world go

It makes the girls go down, it makes the girls go

It makes the world go round, it makes the world go

It makes the girls go down