[Intro: Talib] Ay you gon' put it on this one? Aiyyo I'm the only one always purchasin shit, hehe Ay, go 'head and kick it on in man Kick it in, kick it in, hey Kick it in, hey {"Everything is gonna be al-alright"} Kick it in
[Talib Kweli] A strong arm robbery, conscious scheme our form policy War in the name of democracy A lottery, a plot to run up in your private property, cop a key Break it down and call it the ricotta or the feta, that's a lot of cheese Enough to make the innocent cop a plea And stabilize economies, shoppin spree Cop the V, stay driven by a lot of greed The saddest sight is when the parasites bottom feed The game a monopoly, a terrorist bombin spree Planes fallin out the sky like we was in Lockerbie Look me to the heart of a thief You might go on vacation, become a patient, somebody takin your artery My lyrics merely takin a picture, this is photography Obviously for some the poverty really hard to see Honestly I've come to the stage to rock properly I like my pockets fat, not flat - word
[Chorus: Bilal] Spendin up all my time makin ennnnnnds We roll up the money It's the only thing on my mind, right now, that matters Tried to change my mind
[Talib Kweli] Yeah... Got a check, let me under-write it Spendin money on the flesh, attention undivided The promise for funds got 'em stripped until they undergarments For the skrilla they willin to diss +Yo Momma+ like the show with Wilmer Valderrama I grind harder cause I gotta live My ancestors swang from the ropes, now my knot is thick This is apocalypse now, risin to prominence Never go against the family is God's fathership My hypothesis, stop your breath like an octopus to holdin your esophagus Try to rob and pop you quick, promise you will not evict On a reconnaissance mission for where the profit is No I'm not the office type, quite the opposite Despite accomplishments I'm hungry as a starvin artist is The knowledge from this metropolitan Perspective more affective than scholarships to the best colleges
[Chorus] w/ Talib ad libs
[Outro: Talib] So basically, the moral of the story is, go get it man It's the only thing right now that matters I heard somebody say, money is the root of all evil Don't believe that man, it's the LOVE of money The PURSUIT of money, THAT'S the root of all KINDS of evil man So yo, somebody owe you money and ain't payin up You tell 'em man, you got five seconds Give me my shit, you got - haha Five (five) fo' (fo') three (three) two (two) ONE! {*echoes*}
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Copy to Clipboard: [Intro: Talib] Ay you gon' put it on this one? Aiyyo I'm the only one always purchasin shit, hehe Ay, go 'head and kick it on in man Kick it in, kick it in, hey Kick it in, hey {"Everything is gonna be al-alright"} Kick it in
[Talib Kweli] A strong arm robbery, conscious scheme our form policy War in the name of democracy A lottery, a plot to run up in your private property, cop a key Break it down and call it the ricotta or the feta, that's a lot of cheese Enough to make the innocent cop a plea And stabilize economies, shoppin spree Cop the V, stay driven by a lot of greed The saddest sight is when the parasites bottom feed The game a monopoly, a terrorist bombin spree Planes fallin out the sky like we was in Lockerbie Look me to the heart of a thief You might go on vacation, become a patient, somebody takin your artery My lyrics merely takin a picture, this is photography Obviously for some the poverty really hard to see Honestly I've come to the stage to rock properly I like my pockets fat, not flat - word
[Chorus: Bilal] Spendin up all my time makin ennnnnnds We roll up the money It's the only thing on my mind, right now, that matters Tried to change my mind
[Talib Kweli] Yeah... Got a check, let me under-write it Spendin money on the flesh, attention undivided The promise for funds got 'em stripped until they undergarments For the skrilla they willin to diss +Yo Momma+ like the show with Wilmer Valderrama I grind harder cause I gotta live My ancestors swang from the ropes, now my knot is thick This is apocalypse now, risin to prominence Never go against the family is God's fathership My hypothesis, stop your breath like an octopus to holdin your esophagus Try to rob and pop you quick, promise you will not evict On a reconnaissance mission for where the profit is No I'm not the office type, quite the opposite Despite accomplishments I'm hungry as a starvin artist is The knowledge from this metropolitan Perspective more affective than scholarships to the best colleges
[Chorus] w/ Talib ad libs
[Outro: Talib] So basically, the moral of the story is, go get it man It's the only thing right now that matters I heard somebody say, money is the root of all evil Don't believe that man, it's the LOVE of money The PURSUIT of money, THAT'S the root of all KINDS of evil man So yo, somebody owe you money and ain't payin up You tell 'em man, you got five seconds Give me my shit, you got - haha Five (five) fo' (fo') three (three) two (two) ONE! {*echoes*}
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