INTRO
"When we've finally got down to something that the individual says he really wants to do I will say to him, you do that, and uh, forget the money, uhh because if you say that getting the money is the most important thing, you will spend your life completely wasting your time, You'll be doing things you don't like doing in order to go on living that is to go on doing things you don't like doing, it is stupid, it's better to have a short life that is full of what you like doing than a long life spent in a miserable way"
VERSE
Let me tell you 'bout a bad fella, to match hela
A Bank having land seller, no sons; but jacks tellеrs
Fit your house in the man's garage and havе backyard
Rich come and go but he Plays the strings like santana
Causing conflict with designed violence
Making 50 Cents a round, While he gets rich we die trying
Tax time he hides hyphens, could try fire him
Only problem is? That there isn't any guys higher
Type writing cheque's til the ink runs out
But Couldn't slip a hand out if his wrist was bound
Digs around in the middle east with business pals
And it really is the bomb when they hit the town
Runs the life in countries where they're killing to walk
Has all the dollars in the world but wants a billion more
And he'll Vote for any party that is giving him yours
Got his picture in the bank yet his image is poor
All for the
HOOK
Money
Unaware he'll lose it all over
Money
When there's breaches at his door, Bills ain't gonna save him when the people are the court, and his
Money
Will be seeping from the sores, bleeding to the floor, he don't need it any more, all the
Money
Goes to feeding of the poor until we see another soar and the cycle repeats
VERSE
Yo it's the 10th year married and they're passing the prenup
She's been sitting on the bench like a parliament speaker
Had a maid a minute now she's starting clean up
Never really liked the guy, loved the receipts huh?!
Stuck with his seed but takes it as an advantage
Tryna' shake her money maker with the gap in her panties
So focused Packing the bags she couldn't actually fathom
That adam and annie might just go standing with daddy
So Happy as larry that this script timed out
Walking 'round his property like "this my house"
She'd put peepholes in his brain; like its inside out
Got a man on the side and the kids find out
She's kicked right out and the bitch so poor
New guy ain't even calling her to hit hit no more
Gave her cold shoulders; like the lich king wore
Shit, she's barely even talking to her kids no more
All over
HOOK
Money
She's been Giving em a call they ain't picking up to talk or its feeling like its forced, since the
Money
Started spilling in the court, Thought that she could play along as civil in divorce, but the
Money
Had her flipping through the drawers, never done drugs but was in for a withdrawal, til the
Money
Caught her itching now she falls, thought that she could get away with millions or more, If the
Money
Is the thing that gives you warmth, You'll miss it when its gone feel flicker from the cold, shit if
Money
Is the pinnacle of goals, kicking at these balls hope ya slip before you score, Fuck the
Money
They envision me as poor, but if you ain't loving life do you really live at all? Think the
Money
Turns you insolent in thought, thats why Id rather be broke than ever deal with it at all
OUTRO
"Therefore it is important to consider this question; What do I desire?"
