Millionaires

[Rubix]

Everyone is claiming riches

The finest bitches

Lexus' and Land's driving 'round without a plan

Everyone wants to go buck

But can you plant some food for yourself

When the land is looking rough?

This is the life

Equivanlent of the real

Don't live beyond your means

In this harsh-ass dream

Cause who will be 'round

When your life is looking down?

Be true to yourself

Plants your roots in the ground

[Talib Kweli]

The ghetto is desolate

But don't be forgettin'

Money exchanges hands like Off Track Bettin'

Project heat will keep ya sweatin'

Release energy through pores

Battles for thesis that held the project wars

Bullets never pour

Snatch your life from menacin crack-whores

By standing just outside of the limits of the law

On the face of human waste

Standin' out like cold sores

It's what Black kids embrace

So fuck a Cold War

If the Berlin Wall falls

What you be fightin' for?

Cause devils come together to oppress me some more

It's clear fuck a tactic that's old like menopause

Yo i get down for mines

Stay out my way gettin' yours

MC's who was just fakin'

You should stop now because

Real guns in your mouth

Cause shit in your drawers

And besides, you got much more to live for

Is hip-hop worth dying for?

Are you sure?

Whenever I arrive

Niggaz know my steez

Au-revoir MC's

Hit the floor and freeze

All my sons waving guns in barbaric fashion

Yo they children don't listen

They just imitate they actions

Chorus (Talib Kweli)

There's mad millionaires in the ghetto

All material things lose their value in time

That's why you'll find I'm a millionaire of the mind

I pack a million thoughts in every rhyme

Another millionaire dies every day (x4)

[Rubix]

Effeminate character MC

Miscommunicate, oppress us, distress us

Relay the data like a messenger from Mecca

How many men can testify to they treasure?

Is this the neverland, the promised land?

Sheep for slaughter

Frontin' sons but ya can't feed your daughters

What's your livin?

Playin' to push a man for ¿Sam?

Gettin' wired

And these are the days, the last plague

Watch the fire

Sensation relation the physical manifestation

Man's elation -- material accomadation

Facin this world

Conglomeratin' corporations

Deeper than the thesis

Observation of creation

Money makes a man rule a nation

After greed is lust

And soon to follow is distrust

This ghetto paranoia is the reason that you bust

Caught up in the cipher

Having negative thoughts

There's one less millionaire every single day

And you could be the next

This life is rougher than the sex

Sex, sex

Chorus

[Talib Kweli]

Yo I wonder when I get the land cruiser and the lex

(No sweats)

Dodgin' users from the other sex

I wonder if my own people will be next

I need respect that don't come with no weekly check

I know ghetto millionaires

They got cold chillin stares

And drug-dealin airs

They make hairs stand up on the backs of necks of ¿mayors?

Who blow up fish markets and got various targets

They sweepin' shit under carpets

I move stealth through the chicken-heads

With talcum on they chests

Yo Malcom's gone

And the elders ain't impressed with my struggle

I try to make a profit and I'll flip it so it double

Being poor just ain't worth the trouble

Extension of my mansion

Where I keep my stacks

Deep in the study where my nerve endings react

There ain't no stoppin me

My feelings and thoughts I have monopolies

Magnetic fields and fields of dreams is my property

Poor people who are stupid die quickly

I'm a millionaire that's carrying all my assets with me

I go past the physical world like Sufis

My people's was sold one-by-one like Lucy's

These niggaz got grams but no lands yo you losin me

Watch that first step, its a doozie

Chorus