I don't believe in bullets or violent acts
but I w't run like a rat, handle that
if you see me coming don't act like you know me
what you did was stand up and lie to e
tell everyone especially told me
make money get money
always told me
said many moons later
took us by the throat to make it better
now I know I was on the first boat
never believed that Columbus
Represented each and every one of us
to hear the truth
your mind turns sour
I could've been chained to the Mayflower
I no longer have to try
just to look you in the eye
Make money get money
always did tell me
make money get money
just lie to me
make money get money
didn't have to sell me too
make money get money
make money get money
what in the world are you talking about
let me hear you say
what in the world are you talking about
all the people say
what in the world are you talking about
Tired of this and I wan't going out like this
defiant one with a raised fist
sit back allow me to pour your wine
forget that, you can s** mine
getting good at shooting guns
a eye for an eye just for fun
with one swing I'd like to axe this
k**ing your brother for target practice
I got your back your life I will carry
I've got to admit it's kind of scary
We're mixing up the tones
my posse means a lot to me
we're not another clone
make money get money
always did tell me
make money get money
just lie to me
make money get money
didn't have to see me too
make money get money
make money get money
what in the world are you talking about
let me hear you say
what in the world are you talking about
all the people say
what in the world are you talking about
It will never be right
as I'm standing here today
it will never be right
as I'm standing here today
why do we got to fight
just because he's black
or just because he's white
watch out before it's too late
they want to separate the states
don't be surprised by the signs or sounds
of breaking gla**... n*
don't let the sun go down on your black a**
so get back swine with the poured wine
forget that you can kiss mine
what's this, is that a knife sticking out of me
a small price to pay to be free
verse I chat might rhyme this time
it blows what left of a violent mind