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