whats money

yeah you know the game, we out to make the million

grab all the fame, rise to the top like helium

seal them fakes out cause they rap like silly nuns

don't work a day in they life yet get silly funds

so silicone bastards bounce back from all losses

but I aint been back from my bank account pauses

where bills come but I run no money faucets

so I foolishly seek to find fortune for wallets

I work a nine to five, leaves no time to breath

like a verse about money I spit through clenched teeth

as is writ I write about our equal rights

as cash rules everything under the moon at night

cream of our crop the capitalist corruptions takes

5 to 9 percent of which our own government rakes

to pay for their own massive moronic mistakes

and make missiles to wipe that grin off of your face

I need cash because I got no credit

swiped my card, I'm in the red on my debit

where's the social security money I inherit

gone now, bye bye was the word from the Senate

which is so full of senators with deep pockets

riches like angels in their bank deposits

and the rich get richer in these money markets

so when we aim our guns, who you think are the targets

screw passive resistance, I'm a passionate prophet

we had Obama on the stand, I pushed him off it

now trump stands tall, his feeble mind will forfeit

for four-fifths of a man that is more fit

to run a country run on the need for greed

and speak to the youth who have a need for weed

while in fact, the seedy underbelly takes the lead

cause everyone knows drugs are the way to succeed

see I don't make friends, I just make m's to make ends meet

cause without it how could our lives be complete

I mean it heats homes so we stay off of the street

where gangs and thugs are the discrete elite

the heartbeat of society runs deep

nothing in this world will ever come cheap

so don't sleep, work your ass off for something

cause nobody wants to leave their kids with nothing

what happened to the days of reaganomics

now health care's shit, to survive you need a miracle tonic

cause the gov's a backstabbing two-timing bitch

so I stick a certain finger up at the rich

I'm a middle-class murderer of made men

made men make kids, and the cycle begins again

when they see beggars on the street, can't spare a dime

so I simply suggest a new paradigm of crime,

I rob more rich bitches than in Robinhood's prime

come through my neck a da woods ya pay a fine

this countries run by the diabolical diabetic kind

a bunch of fat fucks is a sign of end times

cause freaky fast food knows how to advertise

make money, spend money, and get a side of fries

then fatties get joint pain so we prescribe acetafen

and then I suggest getting high on methamphetamine

don't worry, these days its like an adult vitamin

old people are the opioid users taking Vicodin

and Its a new day a new way for new narcotics

And who can really say whose really psychotic

cause money bought the psycho a fully automatic

and the happiness money can't buy made him erratic

He's shooting kid by kid, in his mind its systematic

so bang goes money gun, sadistic and enigmatic

but please don't panic, the justice system got control

these taxes pay for the cops whose on patrol

and crack rocks pay for jail and the devil gets your soul

so in this life don't go solo it takes it toll

the money flows through the veins of society

through pain and knowledge you gain notoriety

so cash is King and it's praise brings piety

don't believe, then live in perpetual anxiety

cause conceptually its truth I administer

as I warn the youth of something sinister

as you grow old the systems no longer funny

so I leave with two words, whats money?